Lipstick
I love to watch you putting on your lipstick,
Carefully ensuring you don’t smear.
Your lips are round and full
And already kiss-a-ble,
But when you’re wearing lipstick,
I’m a dipstick
For you,
Dear.
You tell me that my presence is off-putting,
You claim to do it better when I’m gone.
But in the confines of our house,
You should not hide from your spouse,
And I’ll say it to you freely,
God, it really
Turns me
On.
So let me hold the mirror for you, darling,
Then let me taste your lips of ruby wine.
I’ve heard across in Bruges
All the men are wearing rouge,
But I love you wearing lippy,
Mississippi
Man of
Mine.
I love to watch you putting on your lipstick,
Carefully ensuring you don’t smear.
Your lips are round and full
And already kiss-a-ble,
But when you’re wearing lipstick,
I’m a dipstick
For you,
Dear.
You tell me that my presence is off-putting,
You claim to do it better when I’m gone.
But in the confines of our house,
You should not hide from your spouse,
And I’ll say it to you freely,
God, it really
Turns me
On.
So let me hold the mirror for you, darling,
Then let me taste your lips of ruby wine.
I’ve heard across in Bruges
All the men are wearing rouge,
But I love you wearing lippy,
Mississippi
Man of
Mine.
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Cleverly written, a terrific read!
ReplyDeleteLoved this and how you wrote it.. a clever twist at the end.
ReplyDeleteChristine
Dear Sweet Peter: What a "turn on" your poetry never fails to stimulate the mind and natural sensual of the real woman. Insert wolf call here. Lipstick does a two act play on showy display. Thinks I am going to wear a lot more lipstick, swing from a tree and find me Tarzan or a "Mississippi Man of mine". Love your fancy catching poems, they are so much fun! Lips are definitely of the "stiff upper lip variety". :) (note the stiff-upper lip; very across the pondishness)
ReplyDeletei am a dipstick...lol...fun magpie!
ReplyDeleteThat last line was a cute surprise! Fun piece, Pete.
ReplyDeleteStimulating and intriguing, very brilliant, your twist. 'You claim to do it better when I'm gone'... indeed! Very witty and well written.
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha! Oh, very good, indeed.
ReplyDelete(You read my bus-post, but missed the lipstick one.)
Oh, and if you have a minute, read the sestina (the latest) and tell me what you think.
Kat
Very clever and so full of truth!
ReplyDeleterel
Love the way it flows -- some great lines you have there, Like your take on this magpie -- so very witty and creative,
ReplyDeleteJoanny
Very nice Peter! I like it a lot ... such sensuality in your words...then a nice little surprise at the close.
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely to hear from the man's perspective on the wearing of lipstick. So girls, it really is worth making the effort, isn't it. A lovely poem, which sounds good and looks good too.
ReplyDeleteWell done.
Star
Makes me think of the Beatles' Desmond -- who stays at home and does his pretty face and "in the evening she's a singer with the band."
ReplyDeleteNicely done!
As always Pete, witty and fun to read. Love the twist!
ReplyDeleteHysterically funny and the ending, wow!
ReplyDeleteA great love poem for a partner with a funny bone. Liked the form Peter. This lippy prompt has really brought out the wild child in many of us. Freedom to let that repressed kissing stuff flow.
ReplyDeleteThe second stanza is my favorite. Love the way you timed every word. You reminded me of my son, who watched me put on my makeup when he was really small. He knew my whole routine. Funny!
ReplyDeletefunny,
ReplyDeleteyou did amazing job!
I used to watch my grandmother put on her lipstick. It was always pink. Very Barbara Cartland. Loved the twist. Cracked me up!
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