There is sunshine
Outside I scroll and scroll
Feeling nothing
But a premature birth
Of hay
Of fever
Twins of undesired longing
To scroll and feel
Its burning rays
Of wonder

There is sunshine outside
Her scrolls hidden
Beyond my void another nothing
Her birth called forth attention
Of the gods
Of the mortals
Twice her lifelong longing failed
To feel
My burning hands
In wonder

There is sunshine
Hidden outside life and death
Beyond our nothing
Of infinite births
From their rolling in the gods own hay
To our mortal and feverish lust
Our ultimate longing to join them
To feel
That burning desire
Of rays touching us โ€“ a wonder

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