A flare of light
the searing touch
of flame that sings
and hisses
each caress
emblazoned
on soft skin
waiting there
a sprawled surrender
tumbled limbs all open,
ready to receive
the fiery kiss
that starts the day
and bring our eyes
to light, blind pupils
burned, and opened
all branded
with the vision of
of the sun.
Fiat lux!
Midnight Clarity
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-there-be-light-6/
