I welcome new days

That hold the promise of sunrays,

For I love the warmth of them

Kissing my skin;

And when the sun has set,

I hope for a reset

To still my mind,

And give in to the quiet

Of the silent night,

That settles in gently;

The sunrays now, a distant memory,

Their warmth, no longer alluring.

The saga of my trysts

With sun and moon,

Shall play on repeat

For as long as I live.

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