Love Poem: Seventeen Suns
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Written by: John Smallshaw

Seventeen Suns

Fixed and steady 
these pupils are ready 
to stare at where the 
glare's from,
Sarstedt wanted to know 
and so does
John.

Celebrating information 
the way I do and
seeing you through the glare
is where happiness is.


irrelevant as it seems 
to men of means 
it means everything to me.

To be able to see
how the light reflects 
she
wears shades
I should invest in a pair
which would put me 
out there in the equation
and if X equals 2square 
the formula could work.