I see your sunburned
knees
your sunburned shoulders
your skin
[it is too smooth]
it's rough.
And you always
smile
at lavender.
And now,
I curse the lavender.
I curse the hills and valleys
flooded with wild flowers.
and every soft sound
I cannot stand to hear
You burned your knees.
Your skin
[it is too smooth]
Aug 23, 2012
Aug 23, 2012 at 3:09 PM UTC
I see your sunburned
knees
your sunburned shoulders
your skin
[it is too smooth]
it's rough.
And you always
smile
at lavender.
And now,
I curse the lavender.
I curse the hills and valleys
flooded with wild flowers.
and every soft sound
I cannot stand to hear
You burned your knees.
Your skin
[it is too smooth]