My World

March 17, 2010
Burning bright,
the heat stir's the blood in my soul.
Each delicate ray of light,
pierces in and moves my mind.
Images of you and your love
keep my heart beating.
I stare up to the light,
dreaming of your touch.
The warmth of the sun,
is my only companion.
It keeps me warm when your gone...
the thought of you is the sun,
that moves my world.

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