Jeans of Sri Lanka
There’s a pair
Of jeans
That he can’t
Bring himself
To wash
Because the jeans
Still smell
Like Sri Lanka,
The sand
And the ocean,
The blood
And the sweat
And the tears,
The beauty
Of it all.
Copyright © Taylor Dibbert | Year Posted 2024
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