Lip Stick (an acrostic poem)

Luscious ruby red pucker

It called to him to get close

Perhaps to brush her with his

 

Still, he kept his distance

The idea of that oily makeup on his face

It kind of freaked him out

Couldn’t she wash it off

Keeping everything perfectly natural

 

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Lips (an acrostic poem)

Luscious red color coated hers

It made them look so kissable

Pursing them together, she burst into giggles

She loved the feel of a fresh application of gloss

 

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