And I return home always. Because love's call has always been stronger than the moon's.

The sun taught me how to love, by shining on everybody.

Being out in the sunlight brightens my mood, especially if that sunlight is reflected off the moon.

He smiled like a sun lamp.

The sun rejuvenates me. When I grow tired, it keeps my mood bright.

I will rise from the darkness, shining like the morning star.

Illuminated woman am I.

I moonbathed diligently, as others sunbathe.

And softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.

When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me.

You can't test courage cautiously, so I ran hard and waved my arms hard, happy.

and so by
your love the very sun
itself is revived

and the shining strengthened me against the fright
whose agony had wracked the lake of my heart
through all the terrors of that piteous night.

All forces have been steadily employ'd to complete and delight me, Now on this spot I stand with my robust soul.

I am the sunrise of sunsets, and I make love like noon at midnight.