The sun

In-between god’s breasts, reveals nature’s twilight,
Its sheen ray wipes glitter on the ocean brow.
Excited leaves salsa in saccharine delight,
Pleading with nature’s joy “Please don’t go.”

Birds swirl around, encircling god’s stunning eyes,
As waves create enchantment on the wet stream.
The blue sky tries not to dive a jovial cry,
Welcoming while missing the pleasurable beam.

Darkness become revealed through cloudy breast,
As the clouds slowly closes the grimace light.
All sigh; exciting waves pull down its crest,
Not a welcome is shown in this time of night.

The cloud becomes absent as the moon appears,
All lingers knowing cheerfulness will appear soon.
Contentment takes place, the sun is finally hear,
While all blissfully wave’s bye to the gray moon.