Soft light plays on
my shameless, lipstick rouged
lips - it's a party.
I hear OverDoz
advocating a “last kiss”
somewhere in the night.
Some faces always
find a favorable light
- like the movie stars.
He’s gorgeous, with a
new iPhone-like appeal
- the consensus choice.
I’m looking through glass
at a candy I can’t hope
for this Halloween.
Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 6:49 AM UTC
Soft light plays on
my shameless, lipstick rouged
lips - it's a party.
I hear OverDoz
advocating a “last kiss”
somewhere in the night.
Some faces always
find a favorable light
- like the movie stars.
He’s gorgeous, with a
new iPhone-like appeal
- the consensus choice.
I’m looking through glass
at a candy I can’t hope
for this Halloween.
Happy Halloween!
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