The Sun Hurts My Eyes

i used to know love take her out and tell her how i feel promise the world over the moon laughing into a sunset Televisions for mirrors best and amazing dripping on every kiss sugar down the funnel i worshipped the idea of you release the doves backed into a corner i gave away nothing my sacred still ringing i noticed the continuity the light still casts a shade if time and space are the same why does it still feel like yesterday? i feel her bending back the elegance the partition was only the beginning i wallowed in my denial, laying on my back the sun hurts my eyes i forgave and learned of my needs i gave thanks this love was a pathway now which love was mine? who dares straddle my holy ground? brazen and also wary courage and sensitivity self loving and almost selfless the wine i share in silence the things i feed upon while drifting in a milky way a constellation came to my bedside butterfly kisses my eyes were twinkling still receiving a signal but by the time i have a listen they had been finished in a cycle becoming something i have nothing to do with