I see that lipstick,
Red lipstick,
The color sets me off,
I notice it instantly and I'm hooked,
It makes me think of an iconic heart,
The red on your lips.
Your beautiful lips as they purse,
As they move to speak to me,
You words flow like beauty, even,
They are housed behind those lips,
The red on your lips.
It shows your inner feelings,
It shows your comfort with your body,
One cannot wear red lipstick without security,
Red lipstick on a down-in-the-dumps person?
Well, let us say that it is not do beautiful,
Depressed red lips are saddening,
It sparks the thought; "You can't wear that,
You can't wear,
The red on your lips."
Beauty is confidence,
confidence which is exponentially increased,
Increased by that color,
The red,
The red on your lips.
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Quote 3:
Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick.
A contest entry
- Random Beats Predictable by J.P.Troy.
600 points, ended October 22, 2007, 16 entries
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