Freckles
brilliant shafts of sunlight,
once shadowed by blackened thunderheads,
now burst through openings in emptied brokenness
streaking sky with gleaming, vertical hue
each beam,
each golden shard of flaming magnificence,
falls tenderly upon basking, fairest flesh below
with lingering blush,
and conjures flecks of melanin,
aroused,
like assemblies of browning worshipers,
enshrined in ivory temple
so that longing eyes,
nearly blinded
by the strength of sun’s glorious brilliance,
can reverence heated memory
at each reflection
upon soft, speckled skin
and can remember. . .
having known passion
Written by,
Ten thousand cicadas
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