And so you cream your face, exfoliate:
and, yes, you use a skin reviver, too;
and even so you use botox and hate
each wrinkle that, with time defies your youth.

And so you rub on base to give you colour,
And yes, eyeshadow gives your eyes a glow;
mascara so defines your eyes from others
within dark liner seems I see your soul.

And certainly the rouge makes maiden’s blush
seem part of you and that a part I’d wish
to kiss just as your lips glow red and shush
and make me wish that I were so delish

But as you paint I wish you would admit
Love makes the same with just a hug or kiss.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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