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Your face,
carelessly kissed (overly loved) by the sun
left red; burnt
soon to be scarred
and left
with the deepest of bronzes

Blushing
you smile to me.
smile to me
eyes unwavering
you tell me your name
(two syllables
five letters)

I offer my hand (you firmly take in yours)
holding on, (for the dear life of me)
You smile
I smile
Your smile, (the sun and the moon and the stars and the sky,)
all held on your face,
Your face
which was carelessly kissed (overly loved) by the sun

As I walk away
My thoughts echo your name
My heart dancing to the wings of the singing birds
Unable to drop that smile from my face
My face,
which was not yet carelessly kissed (overly loved) by the sun
My face had not met the rays of summer yet
But instead held the tender alabaster of royalty.

But did I know in that moment (as I talked with you, then walked away)
That soon my face would too be carelessly kissed (overly loved) by the sun?
That I would be left red; burnt, (possibly bleeding) only soon to be scarred
and left the deepest of bronzes?

Did I know that possibly it wasn't your face that was burnt (nor mine later still)?
But it was your heart that I saw, the face of your heart held on the skin.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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