She watched the swimmer girl
with the short brown hair
cutting through the water
with technical perfection.
Awe on her face
when she swims
she daydreams about
how pretty her hair looks
fanned out by the currents,
like the mermaid in the movie.
She slides through the blue
in her private grace and
dances her feelings away.
On dryland
the swimmer girl watches her and,
as her brown hair falls in her eyes,
she wishes she had mermaid hair


A/N : This is so me...I'm iffy about my poetry... plz reveiw...

NK