as we chase the
sunshine rays,
each day we seem to
forget about our age
we get to see the sweet
face of the sun smiling
and shining upon us -
its beaming smile
filled with enthusiasm
oh, my heart
its heart so young and blue
yet delicate and fragile

but somehow
the sun comes out
at cold dark times
secretly asking us
over and over to
try if we could breathe
without hurting
ourselves too often,
without begging for days
to come out as waves

and then came
the heavy downpour
a feeling so familiar
starts creeping in
as I begin to ponder
on a certain plea-
something that
long exists.

inside I feel alive
beneath the scarlet sky
you and I has made a promise
the sun as the witness
that one day when
the sky turns to gray again
we'd fight until the very end.

-c.v.