Red Lipstick Poem by Paula Glynn

Red Lipstick



Fashion is my passion,
Where art and colours collide,
For all the world is a blank canvas,
Waiting for the artists brush,
To have people admire and stare,
In the awed hush,
I just know I need creative passion for the times,
Where yesterday isn't left behind,
And I can paint the town red,
With my sharpest stilettos,
That stab the pavement with their beauty,
And my red lipstick that makes you blush,
For I am a raw beauty,
My emotions never hidden inside,
And I always express what I think,
And when my life is on the brink,
You'll know and I will let it show,
For this heart is like the blood from a cut that flows,
But turns into blessed wine,
For I am the chosen one,
All I do matters and I travel the rainforests,
California, Italy and France,
For when there is a chance for adventure,
I always take it and paint the sky blue,
Colouring in the melodic tune of birds,
That wake me up every morning,
As I sip a glass of orange juice,
For with exotic pressed oranges,
I am always in the mood,
And I do like exotic food,
That keeps me entertained with a variety of flavours,
And I know I am free,
I will always follow the star to the nightlife,
And I will always be your friend.

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Paula Glynn

Paula Glynn

Essex, Britain
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