Mistress Sun

Love of sun filled days

Seductions, thus
O' my mistress sun
Warming so, is your sweet beauty
To our everyday love affair

 

But, in pursuit

Comes the wife of night
Envy that replaces you
Such a bitter heir; cold

 

But, to seek comfort evermore
I fall back, into arms of that Lady Luna
Merely, with moonlit traces left
Of  reminisce, amidst your afterglow

 

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

without the cold the sun would be under appreciated.Good poem.