the edges of color

The sun is shining when i don't look back but the second i do it goes poof and all that straight back to black - darkness the covering not a shread of that white bright dancing light Looking up - from the cornors of my eyes Only then can I see the teasing sight The higher up you look the more you see till you strain your neck and half to look down and dance in the shadows of void and black but you can peep every once in a while though it will only make you sadder dear dark the darkness darker with white markers