Love To Pronounce

In the morning, when I first see day-break, then I love to pronounce your name. When the sun stands in the middle of the sky then my shadow gets small. Does your shadow take the same shape? I think and pronounce your name. In the afternoon, when the earth becomes shaded and the sky is filled with motley color, I pronounce your name with love. At night, I send my invisible mails on white page, and of course, I pronounce your name. But, when night wears the darkest cloak, I wipe my mails, because, I know, you don't pronounce my name!