Photons

Have you ever flown too close to the sun? *** I looked up to the sun, searching for your light. I loved so very deep, that it almost made me blind. Unaware of all the exposure, that would burn my lovely soul. To earn all of your kisses, it was my very goal. My heart fed on the photons, till the sudden dimming part. Then refractions on the photos, fulminated by a dart. Clinging to an invisible rope, as if fate was gonna change. The fire consumed any hope, now to accept a darkened tale. *** Copyright © Denny K. Schuldt 2026