When I was young,
my mother used to warn me
not to look right into
the Sun: I could damage my
eyes from the
heat.The first time I met you,
I could not look directly
into your eyes; I still
can’t.
I’d never expected
to find the Sun
burning
in them.
your eyes bore into me with the intensity of the sun and i do not know what to do with all this heat. i never knew the sun shone through people, too. // a.s.m
Silenticel 