I want to say that the sun struggles to pierce the clouds,
That it gasps at overcoming the hills,
All so its rays can reach you,
All so it can give a pleasant glow to your skin and hair,
The warm light that your beauty sure deserves;
But that I'm willing to get in its way,
Willing to block it all out,
Willing to eclipse the sun,
If that's what it takes to kiss you.
I want to say basically that,
But I want to say it with good meter and rhyme
Which is fucking hard.