sunburn
Reach out
And grab the sun
Glowing red between your knuckles
Sending summer down your spine
When monsoons melted avenues into rivers
And paper boats were sent off to resist the rainstorm
Slowly slurring into a slush of soggy paper
Down at the end of the avenue
Where sweetness melts with time
And the days are endless
Staining your skin with marks of beauty
Soaked with spf
On the days when the thunder subsided
And the sun
Touched down on the sidewalk
Burning your bare feet until numb
Carelessly still stepping
Oh endless days
Reach out
And grab the sun
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