Friday, September 30, 2016

I painted my lips with her


Russian Red, a nasty, 
nasty lipstick
—
she taunts me
she makes me do things 
—
the other evening, after my
shower, she made me give
myself to her
—
before my black silk dress
before my little panties and 
before my black lace stockings 
—
even before my favorite 
black heels, the ones 
with a colorful history
a nasty, nasty 
Russian Red history
—
—x-changes/so-realism

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