The Cherry Sun and I
In skies of blue, oh what a sight!
The cherry sun hung very bright,
my eyes closed basking in its light,
my cheeks burned from its fiery bite.
Its hot rays wrapped me from behind.
Soaked in sweat, our bodies aligned,
and our spirits were now entwined.
In its warm arms, I was spelled binned.
In abruptness, the heavens cried.
Dejected, I heavily sighed,
watching the dark clouds be a guide,
leading the sun away to hide.
Bidding farewell, I left its sight,
before the day turned into night.
Copyright © Alayah Barton | Year Posted 2024
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