Sunrise like sunset dance playfully through me, 
With visions soft of dangling eyes, my heart. 
I caress you in my mind, sighing happy 
That touching you suggests fear to depart. 
Morning and evening are but the same time, 
For each becomes celestial space for us. 
Like fragrant flowers at their dancing prime, 
Your silence loud in its strong warm adjust. 
Illusions are always vague and unclear, 
Of happy and sad, longing and desire. 
Of things left vacant other desperate cheer, 
Through what we were and what we expired. 
My love, you will always be the sun to me, 
With heart inclined to constant memory.