Warm Embrace


The warmth of the sun through the windows, 

as it lights up the pane the window sits, 

and glides through the blinds, 

upon my tan skin,  

hugging me in its warm embrace. 

"I should go outside today,"

yet still I sit,

upon the chair behind the desk,

where work must be done. 

Will you wait for me sun? 

Time waits for no one. 

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