Bright, warm. Reminds me of things better, and worse. Blinding, have to close my eyes to the world just to see. The wonder after winter when the world suddenly sparkles with life.
Sunlight filled the chamber of the old temple. For years it had been neglected as the citizens had lost their faith, after the untimely demise of the king. But now, finally, there was a new heir. He had returned from his studies abroad, and was now set to restore the country to it’s former strength.
The sunlight is warm against her face, reflected off the snow and you think she’s never been prettier. You smile to yourself, because, hey, maybe everything will turn out alright.
Oh. Sunlight. Wewt? I like the way it kind of shines down on your face when we’re hanging around in the park. Especially when your face is already lit up with a smile because I make you happy. :)
He use to tell me that I was just like the sunlight. I could lighten up his day without the slightest effort. However, I’m nothing but a rain cloud now… Towering over him, bringing him down. One day, I promise to shine again.
Sunlight streamed in through the open window. Victory heaved a sigh as she let the beam pour over he creamy skin. Her plum-red lips parted to let the air gust out from her lungs. Two dark brown eyes shone in the rays, framed by thick, sooty lashes. A silent Victory breathed in sharply through her turned-down nose. What a beautiful morning!
Well about sunlight. It kills vampires and it provides the world with much needed heat, without it we would all die because not only would we freeze to death but also our crops would wither and our entire economical system would collapse as people would all starve to death even the smart people.
coming into my room each and every morning, never really appreciating it. i curse at it, yelling at it to go away. why do i take you so much for granted? i love your brightness, the warmth you bring to me at rehearsals when they’re all yelling and stressed. you warm me up
It comes through my window far too early in the morning. It lights up his dark brown eyes and brings out amazing, usually unseen colors in them. It makes my face feel warm and my heart happy.
Vid was not adverse to taking in a few rays; it was just that his skin was so light that sun seemed to avoid him. He could sit out for hours, no sunscreen, no tanning oil, and all there would be by evening would be a soft pinkish-tan glistening on his skin. And even that hard-won color would fade after a few days inside. And so, he simply resigned himself to being horrifically pale and freckly.
he stood there and wondered why his hair was yellow in the sun instead of white and pale why his skin was darkening and turning more beautiful and wondering if he walked outside more and danced in the woods if someone might love him someday when he’s not so fat and clumsy anymore, it could happen right
I despise sunlight. I purposely buy dark curtains to BLOCK IT OUT. On Saturdays, when I’m trying to sleep, it seeps through the cracks and blinds me. I hate the sun.
The sunlight filtered into the bathroom through a slit in the curtains. It sparkled off the water in the bathtub, and glowed onto my husbands face. My hand came up to touch the soft skin of his cheek, and drew a trail down to his neck. Slowly, I leaned forward, and brushed my lips against the crook of his neck.
I hate the sunlight. Really I do. I wish I could just live in the Night-World forever. No one bothers me there. Everyone wants to go on and on about “Sunlight bathing my soul in something new…” Who wants a new day anyway? Not me. I want it to be the same old day forever. That way I’ll never have to deal with change again.
Sunlight on my shoulders makes me happy. I looked through the window, through the mini-blinds, and see the brightness dripping off the tree leaves, reflecting off the green blades of grass that blanket the ground. It radiates from the cerulean sky into my living room.
It’s really bright out today. I can’t believe that I’m inside when there’s so much sun streaming from my window. I always feel this way when the weather’s nice… like I should be out doing something but I’m not. I guess I’m lazy. I always blame it on being sick. It’s not fair.
i see the sunlight every morning, rising above the building. i shield my eyes from it so i can watch april and hannah conduct and keep time with them. it doesn’t bother any of the marchers on the field except for the ones who are on the back of the field with me. it’sokay though. i like seeing the sun rise. it makese me feel safe.
It follows me like a blanket that is stuck in my pants and can’t let go but hurries and slows like the lovey it is and always will keep me warm and safe as long as the sunlight exists.
Day breaks into dawn, sun streams over the edge of the tree and peeps in through my window. You sigh as the light catches your eyes, rolling over and huddling beneath the blankets to take a few more moments rest.
it brings hest and light to the plane. it provides plants and animals with the materials needed for life. the sun produces all necessary sunlight to support life.
My apartment now has lots of natural sunlight. I didnt realize how much i liked it until I had so much of it. I really enjoy it more than i thought possible.
Sunlight is not found in cabinets or in drawers. Under beds or under tables. You cannot purchase it for you don’t have enough money. Sunlight is a gift that you cannot keep.
I love the idea of bathing in the sunlight whenever I see it peeking from between the too thin curtains in my kitchen as I rinse my last dish. It adds a soothing glow to my dampened skin which is trying to recover from the steam of the hot water coming from the faucet.
You’re always chasing after it.
Biting wind- harsh! Step out of the shade. But then there’s the sun, hitting you full in the face. ‘Aah’. Suddenly it shines the cold winter away, and you can pretend that- just for a minute- it’s spring again.
Sunlight is the best light for the contrast on your e-reader. It is. Really.
Bright, warm. Reminds me of things better, and worse. Blinding, have to close my eyes to the world just to see. The wonder after winter when the world suddenly sparkles with life.
Sunlight filled the chamber of the old temple. For years it had been neglected as the citizens had lost their faith, after the untimely demise of the king. But now, finally, there was a new heir. He had returned from his studies abroad, and was now set to restore the country to it’s former strength.
On the days I feel the worst, stepping out into the sunlight makes me feel like a new woman. Sunlight brings new life. Praise God.
The sunlight is warm against her face, reflected off the snow and you think she’s never been prettier. You smile to yourself, because, hey, maybe everything will turn out alright.
a blanket that encases my body better than any sleeping bag. a sun ray has no holes, and my toes are never cold
Oh. Sunlight. Wewt? I like the way it kind of shines down on your face when we’re hanging around in the park. Especially when your face is already lit up with a smile because I make you happy. :)
He use to tell me that I was just like the sunlight. I could lighten up his day without the slightest effort. However, I’m nothing but a rain cloud now… Towering over him, bringing him down. One day, I promise to shine again.
Sunlight streamed in through the open window. Victory heaved a sigh as she let the beam pour over he creamy skin. Her plum-red lips parted to let the air gust out from her lungs. Two dark brown eyes shone in the rays, framed by thick, sooty lashes. A silent Victory breathed in sharply through her turned-down nose. What a beautiful morning!
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Well about sunlight. It kills vampires and it provides the world with much needed heat, without it we would all die because not only would we freeze to death but also our crops would wither and our entire economical system would collapse as people would all starve to death even the smart people.
warm, helps us see but not just see helps us also know. know the truth. the son light of jesus christ is our dirction, hope and life.
sun light is alose life. without sunligh their is not life.
Why is this sunlight familiar? Have I been here before? In this bright forest?
coming into my room each and every morning, never really appreciating it. i curse at it, yelling at it to go away. why do i take you so much for granted? i love your brightness, the warmth you bring to me at rehearsals when they’re all yelling and stressed. you warm me up
Without sunlight,
like living in caves,
we recede away from life,
from night,
from flowers,
the root of everything
real
It comes through my window far too early in the morning.
It lights up his dark brown eyes and brings out amazing, usually unseen colors in them.
It makes my face feel warm and my heart happy.
a blanket that fits around my body better than a snuggie. a perfect sun ray has no wholes, and your toes are never cold
It comes through my window far too early in the morning. It lights up his dark brown eyes and brings out amazing, usually unseen colors in them. It makes my face feel warm and my heart happy.
that thick light caught up in the hunched blades of grass there is no stronger force than this. even gravity has failed me but photons have no mass.
Vid was not adverse to taking in a few rays; it was just that his skin was so light that sun seemed to avoid him. He could sit out for hours, no sunscreen, no tanning oil, and all there would be by evening would be a soft pinkish-tan glistening on his skin. And even that hard-won color would fade after a few days inside. And so, he simply resigned himself to being horrifically pale and freckly.
he stood there and wondered why his hair was yellow in the sun instead of white and pale why his skin was darkening and turning more beautiful and wondering if he walked outside more and danced in the woods if someone might love him someday when he’s not so fat and clumsy anymore, it could happen right
I despise sunlight. I purposely buy dark curtains to BLOCK IT OUT. On Saturdays, when I’m trying to sleep, it seeps through the cracks and blinds me. I hate the sun.
The sunlight filtered into the bathroom through a slit in the curtains. It sparkled off the water in the bathtub, and glowed onto my husbands face. My hand came up to touch the soft skin of his cheek, and drew a trail down to his neck. Slowly, I leaned forward, and brushed my lips against the crook of his neck.
I hate the sunlight. Really I do. I wish I could just live in the Night-World forever. No one bothers me there. Everyone wants to go on and on about “Sunlight bathing my soul in something new…” Who wants a new day anyway? Not me. I want it to be the same old day forever. That way I’ll never have to deal with change again.
Sunlight on my shoulders makes me happy. I looked through the window, through the mini-blinds, and see the brightness dripping off the tree leaves, reflecting off the green blades of grass that blanket the ground. It radiates from the cerulean sky into my living room.
It’s really bright out today. I can’t believe that I’m inside when there’s so much sun streaming from my window. I always feel this way when the weather’s nice… like I should be out doing something but I’m not. I guess I’m lazy. I always blame it on being sick. It’s not fair.
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i see the sunlight every morning, rising above the building. i shield my eyes from it so i can watch april and hannah conduct and keep time with them. it doesn’t bother any of the marchers on the field except for the ones who are on the back of the field with me. it’sokay though. i like seeing the sun rise. it makese me feel safe.
It follows me like a blanket that is stuck in my pants and can’t let go but hurries and slows like the lovey it is and always will keep me warm and safe as long as the sunlight exists.
Day breaks into dawn, sun streams over the edge of the tree and peeps in through my window. You sigh as the light catches your eyes, rolling over and huddling beneath the blankets to take a few more moments rest.
warm and nice. it comes from the sun. it makes me feel all fuzzy inside. fuck stink bugs. they come out in the sun too. blahhhhhhhh. i like sunlight.
it brings hest and light to the plane. it provides plants and animals with the materials needed for life. the sun produces all necessary sunlight to support life.
Bright
Yellow
My apartment now has lots of natural sunlight. I didnt realize how much i liked it until I had so much of it. I really enjoy it more than i thought possible.
Sunlight is not found in cabinets or in drawers. Under beds or under tables. You cannot purchase it for you don’t have enough money. Sunlight is a gift that you cannot keep.
The beating of the heat began my favorite season. The burning light piercing my skin as I lay outside.
Sunlight is annoying. I hate it. I purposely buy really dark curtains so I can BLOCK IT OUT. It’s useless, really.
I love the idea of bathing in the sunlight whenever I see it peeking from between the too thin curtains in my kitchen as I rinse my last dish. It adds a soothing glow to my dampened skin which is trying to recover from the steam of the hot water coming from the faucet.
the light blazed through the purple stained glass windows, seeping in from the right its perchance being for the amazing.
You’re always chasing after it.
Biting wind- harsh! Step out of the shade. But then there’s the sun, hitting you full in the face. ‘Aah’. Suddenly it shines the cold winter away, and you can pretend that- just for a minute- it’s spring again.