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.