nature's romance
the sun is a gentle lover.
i hover, engaging his presence -- silent and soft. we stroll the garden, speak tenderly to daisies and lilies, marveling.
his golden entrance startles, pleases.
trees straighten their backs; humanity lets him kiss their skin.
but at night, he is mine. when eyes close, i whisper and he comes, cloaked in darkness. we dance -- i, the wind, and he, the light of the heavens.
and the stars
applaud.
posted by kanadians in korea @ 6:53 AM
2 Comments:
The delicious style reminds me of "Song of Songs" -- maybe this is "Song of Suns"? Your words drip with delight like dew...
what a compliment! thank you, Dad! :)
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