Thursday, 27 July 2017

Pink For Lisa


I call you pink
Not because your lips
Like gender glossy things name pink
But because you stink like carnations

I call you pink
Because no colour
Paints perfectly like azure to sea
The grandeur of your splendor

I call you pink
Because when my lips
Tastes the wine of your lips
You turn white then pink

I call you pink
Because you are fragile
& breathtakingly beautiful
Like a cultured Camilla flower

I call you pink
Because like candy
You're sweet and fluffy
Seducing mouth with want

I call you pink
Because there's no other way
To describe your magic
Just like sunlight is to day
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