Summerset Sun

  • As high and mighty, bright and gold. 'Tis a true beauty, to behold. To get too close, you would be burned. Unless of course, it's trust you'd earned. Fire and light, and warmth it gives. The green below, for it's rays it lives. To be without, to be within. To stand alone, and try again. All these things, the heart does run. All because, of the Summerset Sun.

Comments

4 Comments
  • Capricorn
    Capricorn   ·  June 28, 2016
    It's actually an altmer love poem I thought of :)
  • Tenebrous
    Tenebrous   ·  June 28, 2016
    Nice! This is actually something I could see an Altmer writing.
  • Justiciar Thorien
    Justiciar Thorien   ·  June 28, 2016
    Lissette said it)))
  • The Long-Chapper
    The Long-Chapper   ·  June 27, 2016
    I will always like a poem about the Blessed Isles