I lay here and think,
Maybe the sun will heal me...
Its rays, a balm to my affliction
That its heat and warmth
Will seep into the depths of me
Radiate throughout
And cure the chaos within.
Having bathed in its presence,
I may wake again to find myself whole
That as time passes,
I need only to ***** myself
To discover my soul and body renewed,
Yet a delicate balance exists,
A dalliance too lengthy
And I find my body scorched and burned,
For too much of thee
Have I yearned.