Blue rays of the sun
Burn deep in the improbability
Of reality

Turning my outer layer skin
To a dark
Sensuality

As the second layer boils
And my sores
Of pain, rise to my fate

As I wait in vain,
Hoping my time with him
Will heal and create

As I dream of the summer moon,
Its light soothes
Me

It covers my wounds
From the blast of the burning
Sun degrees

My nightmarish love never shields me
From my boiling
Blood

I am stuck knee deep
In the spoils of the
Blue rays

Debbie Brooks 201