'The Sun' Poem by Amy Lee

Looking at the sun she can't touch
Not knowing how it hurts her so much

Temptation blocks his vision to see
She only wants to be
To be that girl he's looking for
She walks pass him through the door
But she never speaks
She smiles as she realizes his hands sneaks
Sneaks so softly to touch her hand
As he continues to walk toward the sand

But there's no water for him to swim in
She thinks it's the end
She looks forward for the next day
Trying to find something to say
She runs into him.....
And her smile starts to dim
He's found water to swin in
Her spirit grows thin
Knowing that her everything
Has a certain something

She finally smiles again
For he wanted something to gain
His eyes glanced at her
But she was looking down at the dirt
He approaches her and raises her head
So many thoughts running through her head
As his lips gently touches her lips
It's finally off her finger tips

Now they are each others someone
She can finally reach to touch the sun