Our sun is quite mysterious;
So mischievous;
Tho wonderful;
Even when it’s blue out -
Its color -
Intently - I seek justice
In all comparisons;
I have yet to find another.
Like a lover -
I just can’t live without;
And some days,
The rays would fall,
And like tears -
It would flow;
And in the next blink:
You could fall in love-
Throughout -
And with your soul -
With someone you should be familiar with: tho -
barely even know.




© jtluvkynz