Like the sun dipping in the sea,
You are that, that poets write about
When it’s before daybreak
And they toss and turn in bed.
You are the art that painters take down copiously
Like freshmen starting university.
You are that artifact
Displayed with brilliant colours
Under bulletproof glass
You are the leaf
That inflames the photographer.
You are all the colours of the sea
Soaking in the rays of the sun
But you are also the sun
And it is your breathlessness
That is displayed for alien eyes.