Lipstick Expressionism

Outlawed conformity in amorous pairs
Prison of the individual

What morning does not warrant
An arresting gaze from those blue eyes

Your kiss is a flight risk
Stolen from between two pursed lips
Frought with tears behind glass distances

Only lipstick expesses that bond
in this case, rested upon sweetest jowl
To recall the chains of singularity
The love I found courting

And now for sentencing:

I judge you most perfect


for tamara.