Warm sun,
wrap me
in your yellow hugs
and kisses.
I love you,
only when
you don't bake me
under your heated stare.
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I love the sun. That was the first inspiration behind this peice. I guess if you're one for metaphor and symbolism, then it has a far deeper meaning.
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"Write with our backs to the wind and our faces to the hard, bleaching sun."