Smell the Sun

always falling

By BrenPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

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i wanted to smell the sun

from the corners of my eyes

i could hear the straining

of fading distant colours

a subdermal flight of fancy

i got into and under my skin

a warm translucent fragile layer

just waiting beneath the thin

a manifestation of imagineering

a flimsy layer of hope and trust

i only wanted to smell the sun

aim for the sky with a yearning filled lust

i got so close, it’s gaze so hot

but i had ignored some basic facts

i could finally smell the sun all right

plus burning feathers and melting wax

“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me

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