I am today’s poets

I won’t talk about the starry nights

The blossoms and the peaks that glisten with snow

The tears of a broken woman

The fears of a strong man

Speaking of strong and powerful men

Lost is my knight and I can’t seem to find

I will speak of the people around me

The things I like, the beauty that surrounds me

The raisin, the garden, the lipstick, the highlighter

Speaking to me are those who can’t speak

Fun, cute and charming it’ll be

To hear me lipstick speak to me

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