She chooses.

She chooses.

In her galaxy, displayed,

she commands

centre stage.

Solar, she the Sun,

her love of planets, 

male rivals

rotating around her,

in awe of her beauty.

They wait, in courting

to be drawn into her.

The chosen one 

lives in love,

in warmth,

on her choosing,

loved.

Reviews

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The sun is a woman? Is the moon a man? hahaha Awesome concept and the second stanza is really quite amazing :)

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks Lynn it's a bit like the spider and the fly, come into my parlour! The idea came from how all men gravitate towards a beautiful woman some will get burned hence the sun, the star of the show while us mere males orbit in her beauty waiting haha.

[jesserose99]

This was magical. I loved the way it made me feel as I read it, the imagery of it. Perfect amount of wordage. The personification of the sun was brilliant. Well penned...or you know what ever they say...!!;)

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Jesse Glad you like it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

either they live in her love and feel the warmth, or they feel her wrath and are burned up in her presence...hopefully she opts for the warmth...and closeness rather than the disintegration she could cause.

[andrew mitchell]

haha thank you j

[Im His Daughter]

This is very good.. thanks.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you dear poet:)