Borrowed sun
A change of thought and mind; A change of heart and sign. You put me through A wave of emotions. A hint of laughter; A tinge of summer. The brightest yellow, The darkest sorrow. Your beauty is deadly, but satisfying. Your warmth indulging and down-right scorching. A sunflower that follows only the trail of the sun And ignores the moon that only borrows sunlight to make itself known and maybe bright.