Monday, April 18, 2016

Sun

Warmth that gathers around and breathes
Suffocating yet needed still
Throughout the day the comfort wreathes
About me as it will

Deserving not of that patient gaze
The heart fills up with guilt
But the fierceness of such gentle rays
Cleanse me to the hilt




God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

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