Waves -Brittanij Blankenship-
I
envy your sunshine smile and surfer
You
are breezy
A tangy mango
My I
wave. cloud of curls.
torrid swirling stonn.
my
marching soldier grades.
wish they'd dance and play
A
like yours,
spicy, reckless tango
But I
my
from bed and crash throughout the day,
You're jelous of I
curls.
rolling -
smile cracks between
roll
A
freedom
I'll
keep crashing, marching, tmdging, though
wonder when
I'll
trade
my
A's
For tangy mango waves.
photo by Matthew White
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