SUN


O handsome lover of the East
Come, part with the feast
Resting your limbs in the west
Aging like the taste of the mist
Crossing fingers and bridges
You march with your radiance sublime
From a creepy crimson stealing our sleep
You radiate an exhausted vermilion by dine
Russet gold your cloak
Instills cacophony in minds
Apricating our cold minds
Flattering gullible lovers of thine
Like a galloping horse,
You chase our shadows from left to right
Pain scuds into barren lanes of penury
Gamut of your persona
Stealthily stripes green gown; a corn's pride
A widow had the north been for six months time
Plummeting like an asteroid
On the land of sand and shrine
Over lovely roses and poppies
He blesses his sheen like in Eden
Lush leaves of the swamp
Pray for the health of eternal shine!

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