What did you see, in the mirror, painting your lips red? Was it me?
Red lipstick came out, the world as longing erupted in colour, and I praise thee
Painted beauty, hope to capture your red lips as they capture me, intrigued
Kiss of crimson lips, intimate in traffic, I see in passing, goddess hurry by
Behind closed eyes, you, an impression left behind, you red, now, too
So if I see red lips, quiddity means, I see you set there, in happiness
In reality, you simply pursed your lips, I praise your way, colour on a goddess
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