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Sunburn
My eyes do not dart from hers
it feels like looking straight at the sun
blue eyed and golden petaled
I cannot help but turn her way
lost in the night
I could bloom in the dark
basking only in her validation
I could burn
Through the metaphor you have
Through the metaphor you have deployed, you compress a profound meaning, and an implied backstory, into such a small space---always a sign of classic talent.
Starward