you are the words left unsaid
on my dry lips
the whisper of something i wanted
but could not have
this fills me up with warmth and longing... yes, yes, YES, the things that belong in your life should fill every inch of your cavities with art and remind us of the home we lost- in sunlight and stardust.
I love the second last stanza, it is so beautifully worded "I cried happy tears" and I still had this golden sunlight in my mind - the feeling of this is just amazing!
love the continued imagery of light - "golden morning rays" and "my sun porch" give this such a warm atmosphere.
I like the way you wrote that, like each sentence is on a different side, idk if that makes sense lol