Fading

She licks the colour
As she speaks and the lipstick
Fades, fades, fades lighter.

On Luminous Skin

I watch the sunlight travel across your shoulder; with its supernatural powers, the sun unearths your skin's natural iridescence - you glow warmth from within. A single ray spills onto your face and pours itself into the depth of your jewel tones, but failing the mark it bounces and scatters as radiant reflections. Even the translucent waves clings to your skin, as if to siphon some of your brilliance and selfishly retain it. Lost in your glitter, I scarcely notice you staring at me watching you sunbathe.