I will confide in you as the earth does the sun
trusting every ray incessently
absorbing your warmth into me;
I will need you to grow, my sun
just as you need me to balance you
and my orbit to feed the stars to you and help you grow,
my sun.
I will look up t’wards the heavens and think
not about the raindrops striking my brow nor
celestial bodies that keep our universe whole
but at you, my sun.
Dec 8, 2011
Dec 8, 2011 at 10:18 PM UTC
I will confide in you as the earth does the sun
trusting every ray incessently
absorbing your warmth into me;
I will need you to grow, my sun
just as you need me to balance you
and my orbit to feed the stars to you and help you grow,
my sun.
I will look up t’wards the heavens and think
not about the raindrops striking my brow nor
celestial bodies that keep our universe whole
but at you, my sun.
