Red Owned

You are known, you know

I mistook you for royalty.

As if, no dime was ever dropped,

to temporarily immortalize you.

But you're decked

in nothing but a lot of

soft, crisp cotton and

one big, dangling pearl.

You have my apologies.

So many have said so much about you

I’d lend your glare for them, but

Whenever I look in the mirror, I stop.

For one second, then a few.

My mouth opens slightly,

and every time, my teeth show.

On its own,

my tongue never tries to hide them

Why is a mouth red inside?

Visual Image Used: Girl With a Pearl Ear-Ring by Johannes Vermeer. Created around the mid 1600s.