Sun clings

Sun clings to skin as if it would be

a lover not ever to leave

and impales mind, body and soul

onto a deep and intense lethargy.

It’s in this state that no one can say

whether alive or dead

but there is a shift of consciousness

that brings relief from the heat.

Rise up, rise up, and so she does

divested of lovers and sun

to stand as a woman alone

in the shade of this mortal life.

Upright awake yet she would be

back in the arms of glorious sleep

where the world a thing of the past

and a lover’s touch cool waters.

Not to be, not to be, but let her not be

forever impaled by lethargy

that floats her on a beautiful dream

then crashes her on to reality’s rocks.

Sun clings to skin but only for now

because like love and a true lover

it will leave the mind, body, soul,

alone in this mortal life!