sunborn Soma you were so light when you arrived the air laced with unheard thunder – a seasonal promise not yet fulfilled – as I waited for rainbows and found only sun spots and gold flecks across skin the warmth of you wrapped up in my arms almost insufferably hot and I would tear myself away from your attempts to lay next to me on those sweltering nights you were never my ray of sunshine you were something substantitatively more born of a star, all gilded, and as guiltless as the unbearably heated gaze of summer that creeps with unyielding certainty through gaps in window blinds and over piles of half-forgotten laundry in the dark O blaze in judgement, glorious sphere lay your searing visage upon me where restless I lay waiting sorrowfully for time to erase the tanned flesh of me that carries this blistering and beautiful sunborn mark 240729 what's it to you? who go blather from