The sun is wrapping its arms around my shoulders
I can feel it squeezing
it is burrowing its light into my pores 
filling my bones with it 
the light heaping into them like sugar
does in a spoon
on a tongue
down a throat
this poem has turned into me swallowing a star
taking it for my own
slipping its glow behind my own teeth
with purpose
a conquering 
maybe if I eat enough
it will start to seep out my irises 
reaching like hands 
grasping at other people
their eyes
their bones
their light
I sure do like the way it tastes

—A.O.A.M. || Light
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