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SUNBURN





You burn us.


Our tender skin swells and reddens, bloated with your shine,


while you dance firey hoops around us and beckon us


to jump through.


We jump; you burn.





And yet sometimes you nurture, dangling bright fingers down to us


to whisk away stale snow and parched clouds.


We worship you then, with knees folded and lips at your feet,


as you breathe blistering flames on our backs.





You blind us, but we don’t look away.


You burn us, but we bask in your light.


Because you are the center of our universe,


and we surround you, mystified,


squinting at your seductive radiance.





You blaze love into our faces,


brand your rays onto our chests.


And you’ve given us our own sparks, miniscule flickers smoldering


just under our charred skins.


They grow;


you feed them, oblivious.





We wait patiently for the day when you’re consumed by chill,


when you begin to shiver and your gleam wavers.


The day the universe sucks you in,


shredding you into a faded, dead star,


while we revel in glorious

Sunburn. Feedback, please :]?
I Love it! Very creative and different. I love the sun and know that with out it all life here would end completly, but your poem is so well writen, it leaves me with a sereal sence of comfort of what the darkness would bring. Thank You, for your words.
Reply:I hate to rain on your parade but I and millions like me will never know what this "sunburn" you speak of either is or feels like. You could say were were born with sun block in our skin.