YOU KNOW NOT

Alas, you know not what you do to me.
Your golden flame that burns and shines your light
Into the black expanse of darkest night,
A light so great that all alive must see.

The sun that burns within its sphere
Trembles in fear of your eternal flame.
The view for me is constantly the same
And your beauty strikes down all thought of fear.

Your sun pulls all towards it’s fiery core
I like a planet circle mindlessly around
My blind eyes locked on you with nar a sound;
In your beauty I from my orbit soar.

Until the sun by chance be made to see,
Alas, you’ll know not what you do to me.