Sunburnt Poem by Karen Touzalin

Sunburnt



Once,
an image of you burned bright,
dazzling my eyes like a
6 am sunrise

I welcomed
your warmth,
blossoming beneath your gaze
like a sunflower
eagerly exploding in to
sunlight

But inevitably,
the burns you left behind
sear my skin
long after your sunset
has raged.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: sunset
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Karen Touzalin

Karen Touzalin

Kingston, Jamaica
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