The bright shining light of the sunrise shone through my bay window and filled my sitting room full of reds, oranges, pinks and Turkish delight colours. I walked into my sitting room and felt the light against my soft smooth skin, it felt bliss.
Sadly the sunset faded into the grey clouds and the light no longer shone through my bay window. It was like the torch had been switched off, the light gone.
The shining light does not work anymore: I do not feel bliss anymore.