Sun

Alaska’s sun is gentle

He is quiet, shy

He may gaze upon your skin once in a while

Still he will avoid you for months

I’ve known Arizona’s sun to feel like an eye

Burning a fiery stare into me

North Carolina’s sun is welcoming

but oppressive the longer you stay

Out of all the suns ive known however,

You’ve been the brightest

You were an alluring sunset at first

Always bringing light into my life

nevertheless I was blinded by your beauty

You left all the same, I don’t know what transpired

suns aren’t supposed to burnout

Yet you did and it’s dark now

and I’ve learned to love the moon more than you

For the moon is glowing from being touched by you

but she is her own and she may always follow you but she’ll always keep her distance and be her own