Phoebus Apollo

Oisín
Jan 31, 2023

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Apollo my dear friend
You’ve been close to mind,
For everywhere I look
Your light does shine

The others all feared you
No place to call your home,
I think about it often
You live inside my dome

The sun that is around you
Is too much for their sight,
I stare directly at it
Without putting up a fight

Maybe it’s because
I truly am just blind,
So I feel it’s warmth
As our souls entwined

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Oisín

Just another poet vomiting their brain onto a keyboard.