30 May 2008

son my sun

brilliant - luminous - radiant thing
the bright crest of your brow
begins and ends the arc of my day
you spin round in the sky of my life
and i know light
and i know warmth
and i know what it is to reach upward
away from the earth's weight
toward you - golden - shining
and i know joy as
you spin round me
spin around my heart
brilliant - luminous - radiant thing

papa lends a couple fingers

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