The first ray of light
On these eyes isn't gentle,
And i was wrapped in you.
I blink, and again
Human eyes,
Tryin to accept
The power of the sun
Untangling myself and
Finding my feet
The breeze hits my face
As i open the door.
And it's warm and exquisite
Playing across my skin.
Gentle, fair skin
Soft like the wind.
How fragile this form is.













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