Candy red lips
Enclose ‘round a cigarette
The night falls enraptured
In her luxuriant gaze
White snow on her fingertips
Dead flowers in her hair
Specks of blood in the Jack
Rushing through her veins
Aurulent glitter shimmers
On her honeyed form
The ragdoll and the rocket queen
A Dionysian Aphrodite
With her teeming, wild smile
Her effervescent promise of
Leather burns and long legs
And sweet nothings
And candy red lips
That enclose ‘round a cigarette
You wish
Were open against yours
Cover image by Azamat Zhanisov on Unsplash. The copyright of An Apotheosis of a Rocker’s Muse belongs to Karisshma Kaur.
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