Do you see that, love?
Do you see that sun?
Rising?
You see, the sun rises every day.
It rises, unafraid of the dark before it.
It spreads its rays,
and so day shines.
I wonder, how it's so courageous?
For doesn't it drown every evening too?
It drowns, and it rises.
And that's why I say,
Hey sunshine.
YOU ARE READING
SAVVY SEVENTEEN, LAV•
RomanceTo you who has made this dark sky worth looking at, for it's adorned by your craters and darling I wouldn't want to straighten your curves or steady your indentations for anything in the world, because you're a river and rivers flow, and make adrift...
