you talk a lot of sunshine girls - those who dance in the sun and bask in the sand, with daisies braided between their hair so fine and perfectly they looked like porcelain dolls. those whose smile shines brighter than the stars and warms hotter than a match.
you talk a lot of girls you believe you could never be, girls without galaxies of blue stained to their cheeks and moon soaked smiles stitched to their cherry lips. you've talked of girls who don't hide in the shadows for so long that you've began to believe you can't learn to shine at night [that being stuck in the shadows, between thick concrete walls, means you can't create your own sunlight through the cracks in the pavement].
if i pressed delicate little sunflowers to the lids of your eyes, would you begin to see the light built into the night sky?
if i drank up all your bits of sorrow [because heaven knows i would], would you ever begin to trust the sun again?
if i let you learn to build your own fairytale [one where sunshine girls and moonlight ones graze the tips of each other's light], would you believe me when i say you deserve to give yourself a second chance?
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a year full of life
Poetrya collection of uncategorized poems from the year 2020. some are from various poetry prompt lists on instagram.
