Slip Of Lips~

If you knew

How to be a man

You would understand

That sometimes

My soul comes off

With my lipstick

When you press your fingertips against my mouth

 

But you always wipe it off

Without looking at the patterns

 

Lips are full of history

At the corners rest fables

Tiny, expressive muscles quirky with decades of movement

Fullness in berry, lush with character, vanity, temper, ripe with secrets

 

But you just b***h about its print

On your collar, and pluck my kisses from your jaw line

 

A white napkin stole my soul

And the coffee was as bitter as any other day

And I am left contemplating your cuff links on the napkin

Positioned between mulberry lips

Wondering if the lip prints will slip from your fingertips

And imprint in the leather wheel

As you back out

And journey back to the lie you share

With your wife

 

 

 

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Author's Note

~ouch~ I think I stung myself with those damn last lines~ btw this is a poem focused more on nuances of language and mood presentation than personalized content~

Reviews

[David W Moore III]

I agree with firewoman, i was holding my breath and not even realizing it. the first stanza is freakin (i know, a writer should use real words, but sometimes explitives are warranted) amazing. and i love the way the tone slides slowly to a bit acerbic at the end. a lip print, like a fingerprint is different for every person, as you hint at, a fossil of her history. how does one treat fossils, either with reverence and wonder, or with no respect. i think we know how this one treated.

[Cafe Reader]

Now that's a hell of a stinger delivered in your classic style there at the end.


Wondering if the lip prints will slip from your fingertips

And imprint in the leather wheel

As you back out

And journey back to the lie you share

With your wife


Serious OUCH!

[MuSe Ampoule]

Ooh, ouch...that stung a bit at the end...very effective. Beautifully illustrated and bomb dropping ending.

[Solidad]

"But you just b***h about its print
On your collar, and pluck my kisses from your jaw line"

Sometimes the juice just isn't worth the squeeze.

[Ronn Michael Salinas]

wonderful write, ms. kutabare

[Aimee]

My lipstick is part of me. My way to face the love I can't express with words. I get it...

[Bubo]

Fabulous.......the essence you capture so aptly.......cheating b******s, never get what they deserve really. It makes me wonder why so many women fall for married men, then end up feeling completely crap about themselves, not realising how they have been moulded. Great great write Cupcake!

[Miss Fox]

What an emotionally strong piece, and what a sting with the last stanza. Very nice. I can imagine how painful it would be to see a lover remove the symbol of one's love. You portray the feelings so vividly, and you also have wonderful descriptions and adjectives.
the only thing I might suggest would be you find another word for 'napkin'. you use it twice, and close together, in the last stanza. It might flow more if you change it to something else.

otherwise, a truly brilliant poem. Well done.

[Angela H.]

Lips are full of history. Yes, they are! Nice piece.

[MaggieSummers]

Fabulous, fabulous, fabulous.... all the way to the last line!

[Sean Rada complete droc..]

this is some good stuff right here i like it a lot