rated r

they see
these
lipsticked
strawberries
and

pine
for kisses.

my lips
are designed
for sins;
a pout for
things
to be placed
between.

these rocky
horror
reds
aid & abet
my bed-
beckoned
men
to beg.

okay,
kiss my
crimson twins.
a lustful
blood flood
banquet
begins
and he
forgets
where
his
nerve
ends.

my hinged
vermilions
undid him;
and
my lips
win
again

booze is sexy

two drinks
get
me pretty
shitty

faced.

and now
I feel
pretty-faced
and able
to join
the
beauty
rat race.

my legs
embrace
liquor
and lovingly
elope with
elevation;
I can stand
atop
sexy
skyscrapers

my shit
is thinner
after gin;
gone are
my double chins,
and I'm not
imagining
these
lascivious
hips;
they're
screaming
for sex.

rum
makes
my bum
sublime.
my cinnamon
swirls are
the envy of
all girls:
tight and
toned,
ready to be
boned,
these cheeks
pound pride
beneath my
clothes.

brandy
makes my
boobs
bountiful
and bouncy;
it breathes a
lusty blond
breeze
between my
tendrils.

but vodka.

vodka is the
best
of expectations.
vodka invites
invectives
and
elective
lost clothes.
vodka loves
my lips
begs my
vagina
to vie
for a dick.

and tomorrow,


vodka


forgets


?