a new era:
one of citric-scented girls and chocolate brown hair,
scaling the side of your house at night,
climbing inside your window and eating half of your orange.
the tangerine glow from outside takes my heart's place,
illuminates our scintillating cheeks,
and above all, reminds me of you.
YOU ARE READING
Girls
Poetry"golden head by golden head." A poetry collection by and for women who love women. © adroite 2016
