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Topic: Teasing Grimaces
by Trisha De GraciaYour expression stays on my thick lips
like old dried up kisses
cheap lipstick
and bodily fluids.
The wry, worn out grimace that festers your face
is meant to display disapproval
and yet
here I am
still praising the fine lines you've traced
and the muscles you must have contorted
to get them that way.
If you chance it
and dare to approach all my callused emotions
with such gentle hands and rough words
as the ones you employed on our last small excursion
be warned that
Your pulchritudinous residue's here
and remains unadultered. 01/11/2004 Posted on 01/11/2004
Copyright © 2024 Trisha De Gracia
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by J. P. Davies on 01/11/04 at 10:52 AM "pulchritudinous" heehee |
| Posted by Barbara Griffith on 01/11/04 at 06:33 PM I found this funny, and I'm not sure why. But good poem. There's a small spelling error in the first stanza (you're should be your). |
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