The
sun
In
all its majestic splendour
It
casts its golden rays
One
found its way to me
And
I feel its warmth upon my face
Even
through the tainted glass of the car
As
it speeds away
This
magnificent fiery globe follows
Sometimes
behind me
Sometimes
ahead of me
Toying
with me, courting me
Before
it leaves for its home
Far
across the horizon
With
a last whisper of red
Promising
another day
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