Sunburnt is straight terracotta solar plexus on your face.In warm light it reads Texas sunset.In cooler light it turns vintage Polaroid.In natural light it is that fly auntie who slides you $20, smells like good perfume & better secrets, exudes richness from her crown to her high heeled shoes, & tells you the wildest stories about how she used to pump in her day.Velvety matte, full coverage, made for big laughs, long nights, and cheeks that hurt from smiling.

You're The Sun

Come lay me out …

Oh aye I just want to

Lay up under you

Until I'm sunburnt