LOR MENARI

I wander through what it's like

To be in the apple of your eye.

To introduce the tips of your cheeks with the blues of the skies.

The reflection of my adoration

Ever so slightly on the side

Or maybe dead center, the perfect contrast

Your depth and my might.

I want to take your shadow out of the cold, and with my heat

Coax it into my like.

Nurture your nature

Irrespective of the spite.

Because although you are tenebrous,

I radiate pure light

And It may not be God sent

But it was mixed with every shade of love, your swain in red and white.

Purest form of perfection and yet

I still wander through what it’s like

To be in the apple of your eye

-Kyonie Hazley