Me: I probably shouldn’t stare at the sun
Also me: Does exactly that
There you go again going
Wearing the clouds like a sexy little shroud
Look at you being all orange as you dip down into the where I cannot go
Always beyond that line that separates where I am and where I cannot be
If I could chase you I would
Live in a never ending day
Moving at a speed just enough to make the world stop turning
You’re magnificent you know
I hope you know
I’d stare into the remnants of you on my retinas any day
I’m sure I’ll be hiding from you tomorrow
You big beautiful ball of fire you
Counting the minutes until you’re back again nevertheless
As you dip behind the hill and another day is over
This is one tale of a sunset that was told
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