as she seduced him with her ruby lips…
“Those loves which are for the sake of color (outward beauty) are not love: in the end they are a disgrace”
– Rumi
I watched his eyes, rich with desire
follow the gentle sway of her hips;
and she knew, oh how she knew
as she seduced him with her ruby lips
I watched, bemused
at the way he became unhinged;
at how easily he forgets
after the lights go out,
she becomes nothing more than
paper skin
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The color of physical love just for the sake of gratification of desires fades fast leading to the soul getting lost perpetually In a black and white loveless world. What needs to be cherished is the inner beauty of the being for an eternal life of love.