Will you forgive me, O Sun?
For the faces I've likened to
Your blinding visage
You asked me for one..
But I keep sending image after image
That you're probably just about done
Checking my inbox

The Moon's getting cold too
Jealous that you're always my go-to
She's uhh, sick of her complexion
That is, for the most part, your reflection
And the stars are too far away to care
So I always lend her my shoulder
And my ears
Cries as I hold her
Throughout the endless dark
I absorb her fears
Till I'm
Just as insecure
Here
As she is
Up there

Then that phase ends
I send another picture
Sure there is none like her
Like there is none like you
At least, in my galaxy
But then you..

*You've Got Mail!*
I cringe
Need to change that tone
2003 was a while ago

Hey, It's Sparkles *wink* aka Sunshine,
If you keep comparing people with only the things you consider beautiful, you can't truly appreciate them. Beauty isn't one dimensional hun. It's in the flaws as much as it is in the perfection. Explore it. Experience it's glorious metamorphosis from person to person. Have an open mind. You won't regret it!

XOXO

Ah, scratch that

                                  Yours,

                                            Sunny Days.