Brittany Shipman

Anything that makes you, you.
Your crystal blue eyes that glow bright underneath the shining sun,
your dainty smile as it quivers from constant ache after smiling all day,
your freckled complexion that creates the desire to connect the dots,
or your clothes that clash in patterns and colors of all sorts
that others tend to ignore.

Anything that makes you happy.
The warm sand beneath your toes as you dance along the shoreline,
the foamy crest of the cerulean waves just before they pounce at your feet,
the bunny and teddy bear shapes in the pure white,
cotton candy clouds above your head,
or the salty air that leaves your skin sticky
but warm to the touch.

Anything that you are,
and anything that is you.