True Sun

I long for life all spent at end of day,
A single hour held in sunset light.
An orange and yellow flame and then away,
From baby's breath to old man's bed, then night.
 
I long to live one hour in your heart,  
Entwined in perfect passion's pure embrace.
Its true fire in old blood new life impart.
One touch, one kiss, may Time's cold hand erase.
 
I long to live one hour in your sun,
That I should live a life before life's done.