My Sunshine
Does the Sun know she blazes too brightly? Does she know how I wish for her “goodbye?” Does the Sun know the shadows she casts or are they out of her sights? Do the Clouds keep her blind to the things she causes or Is her ignorance intentional? Pulling fleece over her own eyes And if neither were true and she finally noticed Would she care? Care that tides only love the parts of her reflected by the moon? Care that the rain comes down to Earth in blades On their grand escape from the...
