Skylar

Her day is just beginning, she dances in the tide, freshly alive and spinning, she kills me with that twist, next to me like a bride, knows I'll always give in, around a constant trilling, tobacco blonde full of lies, her lips shine like shillings, just as the sea she risks, a smile to beam estuary wide, welcomes each day by ship, she blows a happy grin, has never left a family’s side, but needs to escape the din, here with me she kicks, sunlight,water,sky. a Medea used to thrilling, who knows the reason why ?