My Sun
The sun kisses my olive skin,
soothing anatomy.
Absorbing the warming, health restoring,
heightens spirituality.
Oh great sun we need your light,
please stay and heal our souls.
Darkness creeps in and with much din,
whilst loving sun beholds.
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