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 doesnβt 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?