if planets had feelings

the sun
would be on a forever quest
for a soulmate
who viewed her
not as someone who
mason jarred every question
as if she has no right to ask
but as someone- giant and breathing.
she is learning to forget that on her photosphere
are sunspots: reminders- that things do come to an end
only for marks to remain over time.
during a solar eclipse
she hopes that if someone looks hard enough
slowly, they will see the corona is visible
that she is radiant in all being
but no one notices her
she is the background to dust and dirt particles
she stands in the shadow of Luna-
she is not a solid being like Luna
the sun is made up of gaseous materials
the sun is something to be felt
she is not what you spend your days staring into