Light, light, light.
I am a feather,
A cloud,
A speck of dust on your windowsill.

                                                    ­                         Unnoticed and unimportant,
                                                    ­                         But existing all the same.

All at once the sun shines,
Making me iridescent,
Breaking through my barrier,
Bringing me into the light.


Just like when you kiss me.