On a wintery fogged morning
Watching from behind
A thick blanket
Of heavy moist cloud
Allowed to be glimpsed
As the layers thin
You are a striking slither
Streaking across my sky
At first a most pure shine
Knowing your brilliance
You tease as a mystery
Charmingly cloaked
With the rise of the morning
You show your presence
Gingerly touching
Glistening dew drops
You banish the chill
Enticing activity
Drawing me forth
Into the day
At the height of noon
You are strong and kind
Grand and bold
Forcing me to acknowledge
My day is a disaster
If I do not see you
If I do not feel you
If I do not connect
Dusk begins to arrive
I am drunk in adoration
Your rich colors displayed
Never the same
Beginning your departure
Your embrace still fresh
Warmth subsides
But your power remains
As each winter night shortens
Your greet me each morning
Just a little earlier
Staying each day just a little longer
Every day, every year
You tease me so
You capture me so
And so it is
I am romanced by the sun!
rhythmandthedancer 
Warm words. Blessed be
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Warm?
Nice 🌤
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Beautiful Taruna. Absolutely beautiful!
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Thank you so much… I loved the way it unfolded for me… The feeling too was beautiful..
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It shows 😊
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Really lovely! 🙂
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Thank you!!
I really enjoyed writing it …
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This is a lovely poem ! I have written a poem about the sun too on my blog 🙂
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Send me the link I would love to read it …
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You can find it in the poems section on my blog 🙂
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That’s full of emotions… Really beautiful.👌👌
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Thank you…Romance is everywhere if we just see it…
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True your words are..😃
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