We are our own suns.

Wait, I take it back.

You are mine.

 

Your mind casts a light upon mine,

so that my vision is spotted.

it puts me at ease,

yet it tortures me all the same.

for then, I cannot see You clearly.

 

to be dependant

it is a weakness.

You are mine.

 

My soul does not grovel for life.

I continue to darken as

the world gains its grip,

but You slip me out the backdoor

and we dance to the beauties of life.

 

Everything at once.

Euphoria is and

You are mine.

 

Our bodies are drawn together.

By and by your fingers melt me.

Our eyes are locked.

My world stops for my sun is there.

Even though we cannot touch.

I am yours.