Sunshine
SUNSHINE
Imagine
The blaze
Of that ball,
The (bronze) sun,
Is white in full
Bloom & those
Circles, your
Eyes, are grey
Fading blue
In its fire,
Washing
In sapphire sea
The stains
Of black Midnight’s
Visions… fear.
Like little beasts
With bitter eyes,
The stars speculate a
Fresh Milky Way
& the blistered moon
Soon on a less polluted
Satellite planet
But the blasting sun
Is eternal.
Imagine
I was your
Sun
Inspiring
Seasons,
Songs, Spring
Rains & daybreaks
Also scarlet billed birds
On your little window sill,
Would you still
Adore the star-scattered
Dark & handsome night
With all of your charm
& no thought?
Should I be
Your
Celestial super star,
Your blazing car
Across unspoiled
Tar, untamed & far,
Far… ions of nights away from
This million-lights-year-old
World?
Make love
To you
With winter-cold hands,
Sunshine
In my brown eyes
& with hot lips
Kiss your moist skin?
Only imagine
Love.
Copyright © Simbarashe Fungurani | Year Posted 2008
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