Maquillage (Painted Lady)

Let him turn which way he will, it falls opposite to the sun; short at noon, long at eve. Did you never see it? - Thoreau

carmine lipstick 

explosion of ruddy rouge

mercurial mascara

alabaster blush of a shifting foundation

nail polish of midnight daggers

eyeliner of a vamp

you struck an incendiary chord with your perfume and lit my oil less lamp

i saw you in your not so ivory tower

as you tossed me a black gardenia

powerless, i picked it up

our thirsting mouths drinking from the same jaded cup

neither of us quite sure

you the gothic poison and me

the unwitting cure

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Author's Note

"There can be no very black melancholy to him who lives in the midst of Nature and has his senses still." - Thoreau

Reviews

[R.J Calzonetti]

There is beauty in those who are deemed darker. Like a song in minor key, there so much more personality in the people who choose to live personally. Rather than refusing to stand out like a sore thumb, they stick up their middle fingers instead. Thank you for sharing Pete. I liked this poem. Keep writing, and I'll definitely continue reading.

[Pete]

you speak a philosophical truth. thanks for the share ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

A seductive if not destructive lady . I like the usage of French. A vampire looking eyes. Wow!
You know how to hit hard and how to hit softly. Powerful.

[Pete]

indeed like children drawn to a hot stove. came across that great word and had to incorporate it somehow. thank you as always for sharing thoughts ... :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are branching out international. You are welcome sir Pete.