Shall I compare us to the sun's warm rays?
The warmth, the glee, the meadows we would grace,
I wish it could endure more than mere days,
Imagine the benefits we might embrace.
Joyous glee will be forever lasting,
There will never be a reason to hide,
In the night, flowers will not be wilting,
Why would we, with the sun in the darkness, abide?
But if I keep chasing your warmth westward,
Will I never witness the Setting Sun?
Because I know the joy dissolves eastward,
The shining stars make me feel tired, done.
Until you change your mind, I'll sit alone,
facing eastwards, longing for the sun that once shone.
Scout, 19.03.2024
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Post Teen Poetica
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