If I wear to choose to hide these lip stains
From the fabric of your collar
I'd choose ****
Put on some chapstick maybe
But instead I paint my mouth with the darkest of lipstick
To match with your crude taste
I want you to remember me
Every ounce of my black and burgundy
Never forget the longing you feared
And I willingly embraced
Leave my mark
So you can trace your steps back to your emptiness
I'm the girl with the dark lipstick
They'll match my lips with the imprint
That dirties your collar
Yes
I was there
Make them know how unaware eyes were
The secrets you held trapped behind your bedroom door
Words say too much
But these blacks and burgundies say just enough.