the sun beams down from the sky,
her golden rays begging for attention
of course i look, how could i not?
the sun is too stunning to never look at her
to never wish to hold her
she carries the warmth of a thousand kisses
in her stare
but it burns to gaze upon her for too long
she knows just how to hurt me
just how to make it feel like love when she does
if her love doesn’t burn, is it even real?
does she even care?
would you not burn for her love,
her unwavering presence and unending warmth
she is what keeps me alive,
so how could i not love her?
how could anyone not love her?
Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 3:39 PM UTC
the sun beams down from the sky,
her golden rays begging for attention
of course i look, how could i not?
the sun is too stunning to never look at her
to never wish to hold her
she carries the warmth of a thousand kisses
in her stare
but it burns to gaze upon her for too long
she knows just how to hurt me
just how to make it feel like love when she does
if her love doesn’t burn, is it even real?
does she even care?
would you not burn for her love,
her unwavering presence and unending warmth
she is what keeps me alive,
so how could i not love her?
how could anyone not love her?
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