A love poem for Friday the 13th...
dun dun dun...
All dun dun dunnnnnnn up in black
with red smears across your cheeks
the lace of blood red lips into skin
lends droplets of falling joy to fall
from lips to chest
pinks all perked to full pouts
to belly rolling around the hypnotism of delicious love
to the gentle girdle of life
taken from in between, pulled from chastity
into decadence, laid raw.
Pull and pin
the pink carnation ties us all together
into the body cannon
echoing to the rhythm
(from Jessica M. Wilson)