Black, light skinned or speakled white
The sun hits down with a calm of sight.
The beauty of the sunset looms a brightness to touch
The heart of the sun touching the sky
This is London Town
No better place to jubilate the sun, that’s ever so high.
It brings out our best
It brings out our smiles
The sun is a humble passage start
The glow of the skin shall exude in the heart.
This day is beautiful
This day sees our grin raised from left to right,
And beautiful feelings exhibited from the deepest soul
This is not only the sun, this is beauty touching the spirit
Enhanced with a cool glass of wine,
Touching moments which are that little bit divine.
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