Scars

You are the sun

and the comfort of your

warmth did not reveal

the scars I'd have when you left.

The UV rays from your hands burned me

all over

It was nothing any sun

block could prevent.

Soon my burns healed and all

I have left of you is scars.

I found my moon when you

set your way in the horizon

and the scars only showed me

that you might be the sun,

but I'm a whole universe.