04 May, 2016

the sun

the rays of the sun are
more intimate
give me more
love
than you
golden rays are 
safer
warmer
make me feel better
have more effort
more energy
more passion
more intensity
more expression...
than you.
the sun wants to touch me
wants to hold me
to lift me
kiss me
light my way
the sun does not try
it just does
I do not have to ask
I do not have to pry
or prod
or poke
or fight for its glance
the sun will always be there
I know that for sure
of your presence in my future
however
I've not been assured.