Dark outside
Cold wind blowing,
Howling dogs from afar.

Dead silence.
Scent of flowers
Wrap around me.

Goosebumps, as I felt
Someone looking at me.
Looking out, finding where.

I saw your shadow
In the dark walking
Towards me.

Stopping in front of me.
Intently looking as
You raised your hand.

Wiping away the stain
Of my fading lipstick.
And you whispered

"Red. I want
Red lipstick
On your lips."

My body shivers
From your sexy voice.
Shaking.

Putting my
Red lipstick
Seductively slow.

You squeal ...

"Girl! That red lipstick
Is not right on you!"

"Let me try it!"