He seared himself for her, as the Sun does for Moon, making her angelic, like a garden with flowers strewn. #FullPoem He seared himself for her, like the sun does for moon, making her angelic, like a garden with flowers strewn. He embellished her, each day adding a new layer. She savored the splendor, oblivious to his care. He yearned for her attention, days turning to years.