her lips are fire engines,
kindling the stars in her eyes.
Fire Engines and Starry Nights
It's hard being a teenager, especially when you're 30
It's hard being a teenager, especially when you're 30
her lips are fire engines,
kindling the stars in her eyes.
A Blog to Regret 
Always new wonderful images. A blog I NEVER regret to read …
This reminds me of one of my favourite Dutch poems by Paul Snoek – but in this case the poet/painter has run out of red – but he still has her lips! See here:
https://vuurklip.wordpress.com/2014/02/12/1194/