Poetry, Lipstick and Fragrance – Elements of Beauty
If you want a whore
inhale the main blueprint
memorise and study its notes
trace the pink pepper on the print
search for the creamy white florals
that settle within the crevices,
pay attention to the blueberries
that spoil with each sniff
and the bitter bergamot blotches
that linger as you reach into
your shallow pockets
If you want a whore
make sure you pay her, darlin’
It’s important
She told me
you forgot last time
In the melted darkness, I see a blood diamond.
My anger fades with the moonlight,
This anger drains from my soul.
Its red splendour radiates,
Shadows caress and drape over this dazed moon,
A moon completely in sync with the earth’s disc.
Perfect alignment and accord.
With every tick of the clock,
My insides start to quiver,
Soon this eclipse will be over
And all I’ll have are faded memories.
I wait and I wait.
But then, the moon fades not yet to grey.
The clouds try to distort and drown the moon’s face but the moon continues to glow
The rain tries to quench the moon’s light but the moon lets out a crimson scream
You have eclipsed me like this moon,
Just like a fiery love you shine.
Just like the moon stabilises the earth’s axis
Just like the pendulum regulates a clock’s speed,
So has this girl completely eclipsed me.