Philosophy

Red Lips

The color is red, No, not this red, A shade darker Not a russian red though, I wanted a mauve, But I tried a wine shade, followed by rust coral, Oh the heart pondered And mingled from color to color, One To another and yet another, But finally it rested on sensational red. But no… Continue reading Red Lips

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beauty · Philosophy · poetry

Beauty

How beautiful are those eyes, Hazel, lenses or real? My eyes, like big black button, Oh what madness, I aint anywhere there! You see her legs, spidery long, A four finger gap between thighs She smells of fresh plucked rose and lillies, How is that even possible? Is she even real? No there are many,many… Continue reading Beauty