Sunlove by Joseph A. Orellana

 

  Sun love

By Joseph A. Orellana  

Your occasion Is the sky
Spilling forth
Thunderous
My nascence
For I was born
Within the taste
Of your shy-full lips-kiss
Glance,
And I went mesmerized
Tasting the apple
Sweetness of you
For headlong days
Looking in other lips for
New anxieties;
I’d become inevitable
Seeker of your
Chaliced taste:
Thinking you an accident,
I searched in other
Kisses what you’d conjured up
In my wanton heart
So great my lust of you,
I became lost and
Enamored famish
I filled with nothing but
Disenchantments
Until you surged forth
Flower of my soul,
With you being the reason
Of me, my all ardent sunlove