Still Another View of Life

Those pink and red lipsticks,
Those pink and red smudges on the wall.

You drew close to me then,
My past came crumbling down,
Your lipsticks took it all.

Now, I look for you,
Behind bushes, in apartments, college canteens,
In the city with a hundred mirrors,
Reflecting an unfinished image
Of myself, a mothballed picture.