Comments : a fickle sun

  • 2 months ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    The intimacy, admiration, vulnerability of opening up to someone, and the power in which they draw you in, no matter the outcome or their true intentions. I read this as their passion and heat being too much, or changing over time, but now, all you see is their light and you are powerless in their grasp. Those last two lines are like a confession, or a soft exhale, that you can't help but be near them.