Trail of kisses

red tree fungi

Leaving a trail of kisses from my strawberry stained lips, like bread crumbs through an enchanted forest, I scatter broken and bruised hearts in my wake.

My sharp words are like brambles plucking at their sleeve. Not eager enough to hold tight, but honed to a razor’s edge, ripping and tearing at delicate egos. Scars run deep, even when flesh wounds heal.

A parasite living off my malleable host, our symbiotic relationship lasts only as long as our mutual lust. Winds change, axes shift with the seasons, a hardier host comes into my kill zone, and I disengage. Without warning, without explanation, without regret or sympathy, I slough off these liaisons like so much dead weight.

Now a chameleon, taking on the hues of my surroundings, blending in effortlessly. A camouflage created from the latest styles and fashion. I am a stage actress, playing an ingénue to your Lothario, in a tragedy where the hero dies of a broken heart.

Stepping aside, careful to not soil my shoes, I leave the bloody carnage behind. Slowing only long enough to reapply my strawberry lipstick.

This week’s Studio30 Plus prompt is inspired by theinnerzone, “Strawberry stained lips”

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I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

10 thoughts on “Trail of kisses

  1. Love this part- “My sharp words are like brambles plucking at their sleeve. Not eager enough to hold tight, but honed to a razor’s edge, ripping and tearing at delicate egos. Scars run deep, even when flesh wounds heal.”

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