Sunshine

The Sun watches the Earth grow and finds it beautiful so it can never look away. Enraptured it burns and burns, holding and pulling close, until once its passion becomes and it cracks. The coming emotion creates and flows. 

And the broke heart beat wanders cold void, violent and lost to love again. The health forms the image of an old lover and is born. Soon to see beings with their own wonder star and stare. And they love it too.

The Sun asks no for the great story of dead lovers in our eyes. The view is master. And it gives the gift free to be of the story. Through it all we are the reason for light.

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