The sun
A blistering heat
Scorching, dangerous
Burt fingers teach lessons
Or do they?
Will you continue to be burnt
again and again?
Searching
despite the temperature
The soft light of dawn
Tender and caring
From the first rays
to the last
Gentle and sweet
Primrose colored
in the early morning
late in the day
The light
kisses your cheeks
and bare shoulders
in the summer
Caressing you
without a care in the world
The sun of love
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