you taste like summer
and sleepless nights
when you distract my spiral
with a ravenous kiss
my brand new lipstick
a classic red I got on sale
claiming to be kiss-proof
adorably smeared on you
our shared hunger, sated
evidence left behind
on parts
no one else gets to see
a joyous feast
fading into a serene lull
as dusk swallows us both
© coldscars