I am the sun.
At night I walk under the stars and I think of her, swimming in her pool in the daylight. I want to be the sun, kissing her eyes with my light and warming her body with my touch. I want to illuminate her soul and to blaze in her heart. I want to know her daily routine as I know my own. I am the sun, and she is a bright, radiant sunflower.
I am the moon.
As I drive down the highway with the sun on my arms, I think of her sleeping in her bed. I want to be the moon, my pale light framing her naked shoulder through her bedroom window. I want to guide her way through the darkness, and for my shining face to be the brightest light in her sky. I want to know the secrets that she has in the night. I am the moon, and she is a clear, tranquil lake.
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"I have spent my days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung." ~ Rabindranath Tagore
- bard
- A mixture of poet and musician, warrior and philosopher, the bard, having grown weary of trying to find his place in the modern world, retired to the Lonely Bard Inn to contemplate his future. He is often seen drinking or writing alone (a personification of the inn itself), but from time to time he joins in the festivities that are always to be found in the pub. On occasion he even shares a poem or song with the sympathetic patrons, who are usually eager for new forms of amusement.
This is achingly beautiful!!
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