The light shines down
On your pale face
And outlines your vulnerable lips
With a heavenly glow,
And bathes your pleading eyes
With pure light.
You look away,
Afraid,
Because you know that the light
Has always revealed your scars,
Your flaws,
Your imperfections.
But I simply laugh
And think
How lucky the sun is
To be so close to someone like you.
(a.m.)
May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
The light shines down
On your pale face
And outlines your vulnerable lips
With a heavenly glow,
And bathes your pleading eyes
With pure light.
You look away,
Afraid,
Because you know that the light
Has always revealed your scars,
Your flaws,
Your imperfections.
But I simply laugh
And think
How lucky the sun is
To be so close to someone like you.
(a.m.)
