Raisins

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The sun is seen as such a gentle thing,

and honestly that’s what I thought you were.

Gentle, soft, warm, like a quilt on a winter night.

But I forgot if you stay in the sun too long

it starts to suck the life out of you, bit by bit.

You start to crack and burn in the once soothing heat,

and you shrink like a raisin in the sun.

I stayed inside my fascination with you,

and I almost got burned.

Maybe it’s time I find a moon to love instead.

 

4 thoughts on “Raisins

  1. Hey i nominated you for the Commander Quill Award. 🙂 you may or may not choose to take part in this.
    https://thekayasthajournal.wordpress.com/2018/01/22/commander-quill-award/

    • Ta An

      Thank you!

  2. Wonderful analogy!

    • Ta An

      Thank you!

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