Fair Skin

Prompt: What are you waiting for?

Fair Skin

there’s something about a

lovely day—

the kind where the

sun pours into

your pores

in its invigorating way

she lives for the

sunny days, but

heat burns

fair skin

into red, crackled impurity

and then there are the days of rain

with soothing pulses

of change

crashing desperately into

the pavement,

always the same

but the water freezes

and chills her hands

until they can’t move,

heavy and drenched with

cloud tears

she waits tiredly

for the perfect mixture of

warmth and cooling

crackled and smooth

hopeful

impossible