A slithering raven wave perched upon the eye,
ensconcing it in a spiral of sooty magnificence;
waltzing along its contours, set to her swing:
A flimsy line sketched daintily with a twirl in the tail
for the days bubbling with nostalgic childlike innocence,
a bold streak darting alike an endless winding road
on buzzing, frenzied days that could spill into the next,
a smoked, sensuous stroke doused with shimmer
for an impetuous night of pyrotechnic passion,
a sodden smudge resembling a gravely turgid rivulet
for a few moments of pure, unshackled vulnerability,
and, the remnants of a disheveled scribble of a tot
meant for languid sundays spent cuddling up to a book.
The kohl exudes no charm when bereft of an eye to enliven;
fated to be mercilessly outshone by its scarlet cousin;
yet serves as a loyal aide, seamlessly blending in
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Tags: expression, eye, feminity, makeup, poetry
Hauntingly beautiful! You’ve casually used words and imagery I’d have struggled with for hours.
thanks!
lovely!
thank u!
Nicely done. Dropping by, thanks to your comment on my article in Spark. Hope to spend some time looking at some more of your work.
thanks for visiting!