Analysis of A chance of sun

There is a chance
 of sunlight

on your face
 that far outshines
 the moon and the stars.
 You keep your lantern
 lit. And, like a moth

drawn to your flame, I encircle
 the wick of each flickering smile.

The chance
 of your sunlight

is the redemption
 that I await. I bask
 in your radiance.
 I dance to the beat
 of your sun-filled days;

and I welcome
 your moon-glow nights
 wrapped in
 the soft fluid luster
 of your warm sunny glow.