Her beauty kills my mood

I love the sun but unforchantly it likes to bite me leaving me itchy, foggy headed, and with red blisters all over my body. This poem is to show my love for the sun.

The night moves with her,

her shadow scratches on the walls

leaving a wound inside my heart

I’m watching it bleed out before me.

A beauty with a darkened heart,

she lurks on the edge of the night.

I can’t help but to love her eternal shade,

her beauty kills my mood.

Like the full moon

she becomes a God to my waves

washing upon my shores

with her shadowy form.

Lucide beams streak from her hair,

spelling out upon my Plutonian shore.

Watch her beauty beaming before me,

like no other have I seen,

such beauty as she beams.

A falling star

without a sky,

Watch her fly

now she’s landing on my shores.

Gracing my presence with her beautiful mystery.

Author's Note

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