A child of the Sun
Her golden miracle
The touch of Midas
like melted caramel.
She flows through your veins
and seeps through your skin
A breath of warm honey
I thaw once again.
She caresses your face
leaving stains of rose
With benevolent kisses
she dusts your nose.
Hair touched crisp
by her scarlet aura
Burnt orange hues
Warm curls of lava.
Through gentle strokes
you paint my days
with transcendent smiles
like soft morning rays.
Oh your sparkling eyes
glazed in undying fire
You are my sunrise
It’s you I desire.