Lipstick all Gooey

She had mirrors for eyes,
Racetracks for hips.
Had the skin off my back,
under her fingertips.

She was an ice cube, melting
On a tropical beach.
Lipstick all gooey,
Always just out of reach.

Her hair was a fragrant, tropical storm.
Her tan a warm Aztec puddle,
Her breasts were barometers,
She was, Deep financial trouble.

Reviews

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

read this title hoping for a pick me up. im still in the ICU got myself internet for a few a day. this gave me a good laugh. i thought of how you fall in love with a stranger on a holiday. it's a dramatic and darkly comical pièce. one that evokes a lot of thoughts about - what happened? what could have happened?

[D. Mansfield]

ICU? I know I write bad poetry, but that's the first I've heard of putting anyone in icu. I only have one remedy that works to get a laugh here you go.
Baron the Basset Hound

There once was a hound, his name was Baron
He was king of his castle, over off Faraon
Had big sad eyes, was as big as a wagon
But it seemed his Peter, was always dragging

Baron was a smart dog, and he had to know
That his tallywacker, was dragging in the snow
His belly just cleared, but his johnson not so much
People loved him, but his penis always touched

I guess after a while, the end would turn to callus
So poor old baron, wasn't very smooth on his phallus
Didn't seem to bother him, not in the least
His Peter draggin, on the hot concrete

Not that I looked , but his thing was huge
I guess you'd expect that, and bruised
He never complained, but never got laid
But if for dragging his dick he got paid,
Baron would be rich, beyond his wildest dreams
Rich little poodle dogs, rubbing him with creams.

Dear old Baron Died one day,
found him laying by the fire, where he stayed
Didn't have the heart, to bury him face down
Didn't want his dick ,to get rubbed in the ground
So on his back, Baron lays
All these years, right to today

[Chris Shaw]

Admire your description here DM. Temptation was her name, but my, she is going to cost you. That final line told me so. Nicely penned.

Chris

[D. Mansfield]

Thank you Chris I hope your Sunday is peaceful