Burn the Sun

We kissed
Too close
Breathe
Need to run

Why
Say everything in silence
Reach out
Will you light the fires
Hands feel the edge of permission
Granted by a simple dance of mirrored motions

He wished
She said
Please
Burn the sun

Cry
Hear everything in silence
Touch not
What your heart desires
Hands fear the cold superstition
Granted it was maybe chance that moved the planets

Their stars aligned
She said
Please
Burn the sun

Try
Share every dream in silence
Lead on
With you hearts desires
Hands feel the old superstitions
Granted she was very clear with mirrored motions
He only wished
She said
Please
Burn the sun

Why
Why fear those wrong directions?
Lead on
When you cool the fires
Hands fear the art of permission
Granted she was true romance with blind emotions

We kissed
Too much
Breathe
Burn the sun

© J. Bateman

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