In all its summery glow and glory

The sun shone, that day, not so bright

The breezy and crisp evening

Lit by the dusky light.

Us all were to bid buddies bye

To meet again in a short while

But I was bound to your presence

Raw obliviousness held strongly, yet fragile.

Forehead shone, cheeks hued

Also gold among the hair a few

And your nose, don't take me there

How so perfect you?

The light from the sun at dusk

Is a thing of beauty and art

And upon you, oh-so-serene

That prevents me to part.

And then it occurred to me

Why the poets do the sun so praise

When sunlight turns to and towards sunshine

The heart turns around in jolly craze.

That day it happened with me too

Though no, he isn't mine

When sun still hypnotized me

To see him as sunshine.

-Riya

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