My love’s a creature of the light…

My love’s a creature of the light,
She needs the sun to feel alive;
And though she’s there when darkness comes,
If I would see her shine, and thrive,

I must wait til the clouds have passed,
Til night has gone where it must go —
My love’s a creature of the light,
And I live in

The glow

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