It’s a joke / shining limbs

It’s a joke / shining limbs

All of the shining limbs,
Knees spread wide open,
Body with two hillsides,
Experiencing a frequent tremor.
She has a constant sunrise,
Red and rosy,
Knees to chest, hopefully never.
Her feet are arched, she’s on her toes,
She looks at me from over her shoulder,
Arms in front of her.
Long lashes bat at me,
Curtains in front of hazel eyes.
All of the shining limbs,
And she’s me.

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