Rivison Humagain
The sun is yet to shine,
The peak feels like a bar,
You and I are like Jan and Dec,
So close, yet so far.
So elegant, oh my dear,
I would love to die for,
The first time I saw you,
You were brighter than a star.
Observing from far away,
Just for a glance of your sway,
Your arrival in the run-of-the-mill,
Makes a better day.
I see you coming out now,
End of the hide and seek,
Just as beautiful as the first time,
A majestic, influential meek.
