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My very first time wearing RED-HOT-SEE-YOU-FROM-A-MILE-AWAY Lipstick

Rouge à Lèvres (Means 'Lipstick' in French, Featured in 'When a Woman Loves a Man')

We’ve never met, never shared a glance
but my world has become entangled in the wild of your hair
and like a seedling I thirst for your affection...

From a secret window, at a pocket of my heart
I watch the curve of your back
The ease with which each stroke creates the infinite colors of me, perhaps?

Caught in a web of seek and go hide I’m no longer mine, yours instead...

Another evening falls upon this boulevard
Another secret rendezvous
I must hurry, I must go to the one I long to kiss
To have our shadows cross again, that line when we become one…
And for a moment the scent of you all red with passion
paints a kiss like lipstick upon my lip.

 © 2009-2013 Bernice Angoh

The lady who was doing my make up said to me "I wish I had such beautiful, well-defined lips like yours, you have perfect lips." You know I was blushing after such a compliment, bright red...like my lips. Would I wear red lipstick on a regular basis? not sure about that, now, paying me to wear it is another story :-) I am usually a lip gloss kinda' girl, always been, always will be.

WHY I LIKE RED LIPSTICK: Fun to wear and it's bold.

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Driving back home: Hair-in-the-wind-crazy-woman (my daughter says)

I'd like to see this on canvas someday.

In My Orchid Mind (One of my favorite poems-- featured in 'When a Woman Loves a Man')

I thought to write a song for you today

as I sat by an old neroli brook

but it was all blues and reds, soft purples and pinks

colors that fade in comparison to you

In my head I had it all

the silent moments pregnant with vows

the moment I first met you

frozen into time and tucked away like amber lessons

the fragrance of youth, of summer nights

One wet slipper sneaking out the door

ten wetter kisses and a woman became a girl in the arms of a boy

your butterscotch lips melting my mimosa heart

You became the reason for every season’s treason

my viola cucullata

my papaver rhoeas

my gentiana verna

I wrote a bouquet for you today my boy

but when the trees and birds and winds

and paper and pen--anxious eavesdroppers

readied to taste of you

I selfishly saved it away in my orchid mind.

 © 2009-2013 Bernice Angoh

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