A lipstick squiggle
On a mirror;
A red star
Of a cigarette
Dancing,
Trembling
In a darkened room…
The essence
Of night
Poured out.
You mystify
Trailing a fabric
Of stars
Behind you…
Glimmering
In your wake.
A red star
Of a cigarette
Dancing,
Trembling
In a darkened room…
The essence
Of night
Poured out.
You mystify
Trailing a fabric
Of stars
Behind you…
Glimmering
In your wake.
