I may be a little rougher
than all those other girls:
skipping stones instead of gluing sparkles
rib-cracking laugh instead of lipstick smiles
tree climbing scrapes instead of hair curler burns —
but I’m softer than all of them.
I am your little avocado
dark skin cynicism and hardened core
but really I’m just as easily bruised
So, Sweet Smiled Serendipity,
please remember to kiss my cheek
my nose
my finger tips
when we lie together in a blanket of 2am sweat
because even after a night like that
I am more fragile than you’ll ever know.
Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 8:00 AM UTC
I may be a little rougher
than all those other girls:
skipping stones instead of gluing sparkles
rib-cracking laugh instead of lipstick smiles
tree climbing scrapes instead of hair curler burns —
but I’m softer than all of them.
I am your little avocado
dark skin cynicism and hardened core
but really I’m just as easily bruised
So, Sweet Smiled Serendipity,
please remember to kiss my cheek
my nose
my finger tips
when we lie together in a blanket of 2am sweat
because even after a night like that
I am more fragile than you’ll ever know.
