SCP #202: I Am The Sun

Here's yesterday's song.  It's late, so I won't write too much, instead I'll just share the lyrics. Very loosely inspired by the etymology of Tuesday, a love song.

I am the square of sun
That moves across the room
Slow and languid

And I am the carpet
That scratches your thights
As you lie and wait for the clouds to break again

And I am the lint
And the leaves trodden in
On the bottom of your wet winter shoes

And I am, I am the sun

And I am the socks
The pairs that hug your toes
I am the curtains
That shut you in, safe
And I am the water
That boils and floods the coffee
And the smell that fills the kitchen air

And I am, I am the sun.