I Got Sunshine

When he extends his arms to reach mine, he burns like thousand suns.

He is the first one that wakes me up in the morning. The last one that says goodbye before night fall.
I wish that I could beg him stay a little longer.  Because, the night could have been much warmer even with the moon watching us under its crescent smile.

I wish I had space wide enough to keep him inside my pocket, or drawer or backpack

"Til we meet again," he says
Yet, I know he never fails a promise.

Til we meet again, sunshine.  Stay close to my right.