Staring at the Sun

The sun will purify my sight. My eyes will be like falling stars. The blue of the sky will be white. The palm trees will disappear. My eyes will mirror the darkness. I won’t contemplate sunsets. I will look good…
The sun will purify my sight. My eyes will be like falling stars. The blue of the sky will be white. The palm trees will disappear. My eyes will mirror the darkness. I won’t contemplate sunsets. I will look good…
The windows never concealed the openness unless it was tinted, The thoughts never disappeared until it was painted. Painted with the love that was once forbidden to this lost soul, Stranded in the darkness despite the lightness that lay beneath…
The hearts of those shining bright Find peace and hope viewing the sunshine On the most graceful beast’s streaming hair Celebrating the beauty of the brawny mare. Thousands of fanatics dream this ride On the backs of wild stallions –…
What was her favorite color? Was it the brown in your eyes? Or Was it the pink in your smile? Was it the black that you so often wore? Or The red that you adored? Was it the blue that…