Lipstick on his collar;
My perfume;
I am allergic to my own scent,
But I keep coming back to him.
Red stilettos on the floor;
My black bra, and ******* scattered—
Our cups filled, and re-filled—
Our drunken night.
Just. Ours.
We are alone, now,
But with each other. Spilling white wine—
Two bottles—Riesling and Moscato—
And other liquids.
©2026Ellen Finn
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 2:07 PM UTC
Lipstick on his collar;
My perfume;
I am allergic to my own scent,
But I keep coming back to him.
Red stilettos on the floor;
My black bra, and ******* scattered—
Our cups filled, and re-filled—
Our drunken night.
Just. Ours.
We are alone, now,
But with each other. Spilling white wine—
Two bottles—Riesling and Moscato—
And other liquids.
©2026Ellen Finn
