blinded:

I wanted to walk out on the rocks, to get a closer look at the pelicans eat.

Treading carefully on the wet stone, avoiding the crabs that skittered back to their holes.

The sun felt so good I wanted to burn.

A slight flush to your cheeks that brings out your freckles. They were constellations on their own,

I was born under your sign.

Filled my lungs with your perfume.

I’d never seen something so normal that it stood out so strongly, and I never would again when I blinded myself with light.