Each A Star
Light filters through trees and kisses me the way I long to be kissed—
over and over—
Seeks me out the way I long to be searched for,
And warms me with a warmth I find nowhere else.
I’ve had a love affair with the sun,
Until I realize I, too, am able to kiss and seek and warm.
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9/19/2019, 5:19:45 PM