If you look directly into the sun,
when it rises only midway above the branches.
When, if you look extensively, prolonged by the thought of blindness
I see you.
As if you shower me in your own radiance
though I know you only hypnotise me
as you do with them all.
Your warmth on minus levels
and your light after thunder.
Still has a capacity to sheerly strip me of senses
if you are there for too long.
Though they have always missed you when you hide,
we are told to protect ourselves from you burns.
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 5:37 PM UTC
If you look directly into the sun,
when it rises only midway above the branches.
When, if you look extensively, prolonged by the thought of blindness
I see you.
As if you shower me in your own radiance
though I know you only hypnotise me
as you do with them all.
Your warmth on minus levels
and your light after thunder.
Still has a capacity to sheerly strip me of senses
if you are there for too long.
Though they have always missed you when you hide,
we are told to protect ourselves from you burns.
