Oh, Sun!
You have reappeared.
Yes, I flirt with clouds.
I love their changing shape,
the shadows they cast
across the landscape.
But, it is you I hold most dear.
My heart begins to race
seeing your warm and loving face,
as every day you draw more near,
and stay longer in my embrace.
Ah, Sun, your hot touch thrills
until my heart stills
then beats along with yours.
Oh, Sun, my Sun, my love!
annarino writes 