Dear To Me Poem by Bryan Taplits

Gloaming speeds its well aimed spear
And thus we know that night is near,
For she shines in the moonlight
as well as in the sun
And her eyes glitter sparkles when night's begun.
So it is with seeing you, sunshine-
As I scale the heavens
for a dizzying sign.
I look down below and see
a sunflower resplendent-
Canopied under the moon's
golden glance.
My liege, now, is soaring to above
And wishful am I-
She consummates it
With her love.