It's only a matter of days
when I can look up at the sun
feel their warmth and see their beauty
to notice their rays and to wonder
if the stars are so beautiful
why does imagining feeling one burns me
The terrifying thought of burning to crisp
To feel their warm embrace
All over my body
As they look at me with its bright gaze
I wonder, if I could just tell the truth
would they be amazed
Do I have to write long essays
to capture the emotions burning ablaze
Must I learn the ways of nature
To keep control and not become their stranger
No sorrows nor tears, annoyance in its purest form
A stolen heart, so strong
like a child left alone in a thunderstorm
