As Sure as the Sun (Day 16)

With the softness of snow

but the warmth of the sun,

I try not to melt

with your heart on the run.

I can't help but succumb

and bask in your burning,

I become liquid;

I'm yielded and yearning.

For I crave more and more

with each moment we share

and as sure as the sun,

you'll always be there.