Sun Worshipper

His golden cast upon my sill,

His kiss upon the air,

Lounging like a sultry cat

Whose gaze falls everywhere.

When his scorching eye favours me,

I disrobe and drop like a fly
To be pressed beneath his humid thumb
Though in the shade I lie.
Even in the darkness
His influence still holds true,
Melting me with fever,
My skin bejewelled with sweat like dew
And I am unable to escape him
In the blissful land of sleep
For across my body I feel
His fiery fingers creep.
But even so I love him
For the joy his light instils
And the beauty he can show me
That inspires the deepest chills.

To my unlikely lover
xXx