Who Is The Sun?, poem by Signe Robertson, 2009 Who is the Sun But whoever keeps you warm? Who is the Moon But whoever protects you while you sleep? And gently strokes your cheek Or keeps you up all night With her warm, soft light While you burn her memories to ashes And cover her every flaw With a fresh kiss And you make up silly lies About a world that's in her eyes And devote your religion To the beauty of her skin Just for the joy Of making her happy again |