Mr. Sun

Mr. Sun, I belong to you
but I am in love with the moon.

I feel your rays of heat and passion,
while complaining I am always tired
because I stay up during the
midnight hours just to see him.
I feel the magic and creative energy,
writing better poetry during those hours.
He is my muse…
he is my heart.

I belong to you Mr. Sun,
I need you to survive,
but I am in love with the moon,
awaiting for him,
praying I never have to choose.

Love Notes, J Saunders

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