The light aligns itself so slightly

Blinding waves in lines toward my eyes.

The longer I'm allowed to look,

The lighter weighs my heart where it resides.

I love the light. I long for greater.

Closer, brighter...

Maybe later.

Fallen lightly out of favor.

Wait for now and close my fiery eyes.

Lie in shade and gaze toward the skies.

The End

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