Summer rays of light
brown my pale skin
that has been hidden inside
for 3 long months
as I hide from dangers
that were out of my control.
As I lay in the damp grass,
using my mind to persuade
spiders to not crawl across
my oily, burning legs,
I can’t help but wonder
which side to lay on
to let the sun’s heat
to warm up my soul
because I’m afraid
too much pain
has made me cold and bitter.
I’m afraid that combo
is only desirable
in a Starbucks
freshly iced coffee,
not in a soulmate,
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