Red,
pink,
a violet hue,
neutral
or glossy...
what shall I do?
So many colors
from which to choose;
So many kinds...
how can I lose?
He said he loves
the cherry red,
loves the kisses
I place on his head,
leaving behind
a lip print or two;
Tell me, tell me...
what shall I do?
I look in the mirror
and sexy I feel;
I believe that today,
red will clench the deal;
I move close to the mirror
and carefully apply,
smiling in approval
as I heave a sigh.
I know he is waiting
for these lips cherry red;
My heart is pounding,
remembering the things
he has said.
I know it seems silly,
this fuss I am making,
but for him
it is a claim i am staking;
If it is cherry lips he loves
then it is cherry lips he will get;
These cherry red lips
have not let me down yet.


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