I'll kiss the sun

Oh! How I wish I could kiss the sun,
Hot and raging in helium,
Warm to me, but also scorching,
I'd tell the sun I am bequeathing
All my powers to its might
So that I may do justly right,
Think as Crystal, say as sugar,
And act with sprightly spur.
I'll kiss the sun, oh when oh when,
My mighty sun rise each day, again.