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You paint those lips with a sultry merlot
though they drip dishonest intoxications
A soft crimson lift those cheekbones high
distorting them like your essence
And those eyes
yes those eyes cannot hide deceit
even though you mask them with smoky palettes
That mascara and pencil may outline
for dramatic flare
but your windows are wide open
easy to see the corruption inside
© Donna J. Sanders
Excerpt from the book âAtaraxiaâ
http://www.ctupublishinggroup.com/donna-j.-sanders.html
Also available on Amazon.com by Title
Photo Credit: © Iryna Hramavataya/Corbis
