Is It Poetry
A Sun So Hot - Poem by Is It Poetry
I can feel the sun upon my skin
a sun so hot,
a sun so bright, I'm forced
to rub my eyes.
My home is where each night
I'm forced to sleep.
So when at last I fall into
I can feel the moon it's light
between my eye's.
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