Sun-flower

The sun-kissed flower, sunflower, she is
And the sun he is, for he kisses her, no less, no more
And sunflower she is, for her eyes, see none else
Up up until the horizon, and then the ground, at night
Neither pull each other, for an embrace, warm and tight
For she'd burn or he'd sink, and love'd die of love,
What's love if this is not, where love's offered on the altar,
On the alter of love, love is the reason, the oblation,
And love's all that's left of the sacrifice