I made a lover of the sun
And it burned me deliciously
Every blister that rose on my flesh lingered there and stung me like a shallow kiss
And just before it abandoned me for the twilight
It provoked my soul
And once again I was lit
But exceedingly alone
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 5:33 AM UTC
I made a lover of the sun
And it burned me deliciously
Every blister that rose on my flesh lingered there and stung me like a shallow kiss
And just before it abandoned me for the twilight
It provoked my soul
And once again I was lit
But exceedingly alone
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