For all of you is gone, voice and sight
I bask in the glow of this noon sun, knowing
The sun shines on you too, hopefully gently
When you look up to see the clouds, fluffy
Like you my love, as they move beautifully
They paint the dull blue skies with whites
Offer shade, make the sunset seem better
The sun sooner or later though exacts a price
I have paid mine, to be in this limbo half alive
Only to be like sunflowers, I bloom to dry and die
Unlike the sunflowers, I hope to not be buried
To sprout, and run this course all over again
I could've run it through, twice and over, smiling
For you were the light that shone through my soul
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