You've got red on you, and I don't think I have ever seen somebody wear the colour with such feeling. Smiling summer person. Sun touched cheeks and brown shoulders. The skin on your nose is peeling. I like how your jeans hang from your body and your hair is messed up. Silly hair, you don't care. Keep grinning, Your voice brings me joy and I could sit with you all day and night, tell me a story right from the beginning. I can't stop looking, My cheeks flush. You put red on me.