The Son

I was once kissed by the sun Caressed in oils my breasts bathed free like growth in my womb kissing the moon Capturing my true essence unmasked, plain, pure Naked in love my insecurities gave birth to my esteem But then I became free from the taunting and ridicule of socieity's template of me by adopting a new personality One that reflects the real me I like poetry I like to sing I understand my spiritual need I like love I like the breeze I like rhythm and passion and long lasting nights of random acts of sensual moments that awaken parts of me previously repressed The love I feel is so unrest I was once kissed by the sun It's power gave me light and enabled my writing to become spoken words leaving footprints on the ink in my pen Some of thoughts escaped through actions of sin Unspoken words just thrown away Never spoken, or written again Awakened by the sun all drenched in it's heat Praising it's soure of power and embracing humility Giving what I have to give Learned to let go it's easier to forgive We strive for riches but lest we forget the richness of the sun Each day be thankful for his son