Sonne
Dec 27, 2020
You’re a sun.
Your arms are my safest place to linger.
A caressing hand to my withered soul,
crafting those smiles upon my countenance.
You’re a sun.
An enormous source of energy,
melting away every despair mounding within.
A gigantic star, so generous,
radiating life to a minuscule granule.
You’re a sun.
An essential part of living.
An inevitability to my existence.
An aggregation of atomic blessings that beams.
You’re a sun.
A contrast to my bleak universe full of grief.
Your iridescent light wipes it all away, like a kiss.
A very ardent kiss trying to engulf the anguish lodging in my soul crevices.
You’re a sun.
A blissful being shielding me away from pain,
rekindling my original flame,
guarding my hope unscathed.
You’re my sun.
