SirenBrenda

The Sun

 

The Sun envelopes me with passion,

It reminds me of your caress,

The heat consoles my tender heart

As I lay here undressed.

 

The fervor is most flagitious!

I find I must surrender to its command,

The Sun marks me,

Manipulating me with desirous hands.

 

I find myself relieved,

to have become one,

Silently to the end of my crisis

With the ever loving Sun.