she_is_a_sun fyn gula Watch her as she spins, she is a sun. If her points were arms, we could dance. But she keeps her great distance as if she would burn us with her happiness when our orbit was too close. We gravitate towards her life as if we were flowers needing her light to make us open and our petals were hands lifted, reaching out to hold others and draw them to the warmth. 000206 ... .sunshine. if she is the sun then i am her ray. 010505 ... birdmad trapped like gravity attracted like a moth i got too close i still bear the scars from the ensuing burns waiting for the solace of the night 010506 what's it to you? who go blather from