behind
lipstick on your glass.
i set it
in the sink, and wonder
what else,
what other things
have you
left behind
for me to dispose of.
shoes
and clothes.
love notes
left
between the pages
of books.
lipstick again
upon them
in the shape of a kiss.
it's your
signature
when parting,
a dark gift.
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