Monday, April 15, 2013

Lipstick

Creamy...luscious...red...it beckoned from its miniscule tube...a change from the bland...from the coppers...beiges...grape glosses...violet shimmers...a statement...a step out from the expected...from business as usual...out of so many possibilities...the rainbow of choices...the he-she sales person...a diva in his own regard...owner of a dedicated room housing his makeup collection...offered encouragement...a sample dabbed on...the lit mirror opined its approval...the cash register applauded vigorously anticipating the debut...the unveiling...the entrance upon the day...of lips...scarlet and pursed...leading the way...undaunted...hailing the world...obscuring other facial features...rendering them invisible…unnoticed behind the brilliance…a red doorway into the soul…a crimson aperture…a mouth loudly proclaiming itself without making a sound…of tissue obliterating a painted cherry heart…silencing its noise…of slipping back into the quiet world of fawn…taupe…and barely there


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