I call her, My Golden Sun
She asks me why,
And I tell her,
You warm my soul,
Your light wakes up my heart,
It rids me of the darkness in my life,
You guide me from east to west,
You help me grow as a person,
As your man,
Cover me in your warm,
Beautiful,
light,
Let it burn through my skin,
And shine on my heart,
My golden sun.
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