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.