The sun commits itself as one with passion
The hotter the better and what a fantastic
delivering beauty to its own
How blinding it can seem with the wrong stare
In so much sand I stand
Gazing at the sea with no end
waiting for the
Right reflection to appear
Wondering if it will have a shadow
Ending in a perception won
In the eye.
Today I can say that my delivery
In it’s fashion makes a new
And with it sips the wine
possibilities that unwind
creating meaning behind
empires of words
and never cheating
but weaving into brilliance
it’s very own chime