Silver sun

The sun shines so bright,
on clear cloudless days of sapphire skies.
Until the dark moon steals away its beauty,
A silver thief robbing golden kisses,
from the blazing eye of the sky.
A luminescent flower of the night,
Shedding sterling tears for the forbidden lovers,
Who worship under the black satin night.
Stumbling home on reluctant feet
When the violet and cyan clouds cover the canvas of heavens,
Heralding a new morning.

Fleur De'La Fay