Tan

Tan is a state of mind

It's not how your skin looks

how it tightens and glistens

It's how the tan came to be

Through the fun and the games

The swimming and biking and things you can do when the cold isn't biting

The adventures we had while no one was looking

The pizza we burnt when we were dancing not cooking

It's the beach and the summer air

The salt waves and the windswept hair

I can't help but feel the happiest when I'm tan

Not because of how I look

But because of how it got there

Much love,

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