Sun, superstar – Poem

Morning, yet again
But my eyes are still close
Globes steeped in crimson

Beautiful sun
Turn off the light
You wake me up way too quick

Yellow, bright, happy and terrible
Stop by the seas
And see your reflection
This day, I wish you eclipsed

Just for today
Turn off the light
Prolong your nightly ritual of cutting strings
That attach you to the skies

You wake me up way too quick