An Ode to My Orange Bikini

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I stare at you in awe

and calculate every move I can make

to avoid being seen in you.

It's day 3 in Hawaii and I

haven't touched the water yet.

My parents are convinced that I'm

allergic to the sun.

I wish loving myself were easier.

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