fearless, today

the sun hangs lazy in the afternoon air

and i am tending to a fresh tattoo.

there is nowhere to be but lost in this ink,

contemplating the folds of love

and the rejection of relationship.

a good friend is like a wild blackberry,

and a best friend has thorns.

i aspire to be soft as the Utah breeze today,

tending lackadaisically northeast,

touching lips and temples and messy hair

gentle as knee high grass and

fearless as thunder.

Published by Hannah

Just yer average girl next door.

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