in two haphazard space buns
the rest flowing around her shoulders
and down her back
like a curtain of willow branches
in summeran oasis
of shade and warmth
and her skin
it glows—
as if the moon itself
is shining from within her.
I spent hours this morning
coming up with what I wanted to say
if she showed up
and nowhere she is
and I can’t find the words.
So, I say the first thing
I think of.
Did my live ruin
your BeautyStarz following?
Seriously
that’s what you want to start with?
Lyric snorts.
I thought it might have
but it turns out
it’s true what they say:
all publicity is good publicity.
Did I lose some followers? A few, sure.
But all in allyour little confession
only made people want to know
what happens next.
