The Sun And The Broken Heart Poem by Dazibella Dunham

Given to earth from a mystery - Outside sculpted from harsh looks and smooth smiles; Inside coated with light-hearted comedy and deeper in is gentle self concious beauty that lines up hearts for miles.
Secrets in the oval openings to the soal, no lies slipping from the maker of kisses that become touches that become vows.
Crazed and troublesome mind creates beautiful connections leaving onlookers to ponder the origin.
So gorgeous are the fingers of life druc across admiring skin when said creator of kisses and vows explodes into laughing beauty.
How gorgeous are those fingers so like rays of grinning sun?
Gorgeous enough to sear a broken heart so deeply that that dying cage of dark could grow limbs and a new sun? And ultimately love the maker of fingers of outstanding sun and life?
Love for love. Day by every day. Is this dream possible for the sun and the broken heart?
If they should ever share a kiss in true, a broken heart will fall to feet and a gorgeous sunny life will know:
Of a friend wishing for more, of a heart trying to love, of a sunny life much too good for a broken heart, or much unmeant for a union nor love.