I feel old in my sunhat
The jinni in my bones
demands the heat of the sun.
He loves how it soaks through my skin,
loosening my shoulders’ joints,
loosening my shoulders’ joints,
delights in how ripples rise from the asphalt
despite my roasting shins.
despite my roasting shins.
I promise him I’ll turn off the AC when we get home
if he’ll stop ribbing me about my hat’s ridiculous brim.
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this one is fun
even with shoulder joins
& roasting shins
oh yeah the ridiculous brim too
Love the playful nature of you and your jinni! I too like warmth.