In an instant, hotter than the suns we see in the night sky.
Eyes alight like candles but it's hard to see in the dark.
The spread of light doesn't carry the warmth.
A notion of comfort, annotated, abridged, afar.
Wave long to the parts and parcels.
The hair in her wind that whipped off the coast.
It's all still here. Everyday, we watch the sun rise and burn the ocean bare.