Sunset in a cup of tea

The use of sun in this painting helps personify my idea of love.
Normally we don't give to much daily thought to love, but I imagine the sun dancing and playing over the feelings and then disappearing into a cup a tea.

Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple
Leaping like Leopards to the Sky
Then at the feet of the old Horizon
Laying her spotted Face to die
Stooping as low as the Otter's Window
Touching the Roof and tinting the Barn
Kissing her Bonnet to the Meadow
And the Juggler of Day is gone
(E. Dickinson)