April Four, 2010
Hair like an angel's,
Mouth wide with glee,
Skin shines with sunlight,
Eyes like the sea.
Feet pushed in flip-flops,
Nails painted blue,
Legs blurred with ageless speed,
Wishing I were with you.
Starkly suntanned
Light brown skin,
Your friendship is the best prize
I could ever hope to win.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
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