GILK #5

Girls I'd Like to Kiss #5
Lupita Nyong'o

Did a fuscia spill its petals
all over your lips? They shine
like syrup glazed a cherry
blossom sending it in a spiral
fall that ended right against
your mouth. My tongue longs
to taste the candy floss
you must have stolen
from the vendor. That shade
of lustful does not occur
all by itself in nature. Frown,
smile, sneer, or pout at me
and I will die in a diabetic
coma from the delight you ooze
straight from your chocolate eyes.