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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