Sun: A Poem

I'm afraid
I've fallen
in love
with the sun.

I've transformed: 
I'm water.
I can no longer stand tall.

Catch me
I slip through your fingers.

Catch me
I turn into ice.

I wish 
I could be
unbreakable glass:
I could magnify your light.

Do I extinguish you
when you melt me?
Do I drown your energy? 

He told me no.
He told me I soothe him.
And that's a relief to me.
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