patsey

I am a child of the light

As the early morning sun nudges me awake.

The new warmth lays heavy on my skin.

A delicious caress rushes over me.

I toss off covers and clothes and all that keeps me from my sensuous light.

A bright stillness lays over me.

Nooks and crannies and private crevices crave the sun's caress.

A still aching desire creeps over my soul

As fingers dance in my garden's dew.

I welcome the sun. I ache for the warmth. I crave the sensation. And I slip into bliss.