the hot sun.

The hot sun

Beats a

Weary back,

Lashing it

Repeatedly

With pointed rays.

 

It seeps into pores so

Deeply that a

Well awakens, and

Water rises

To the surface.

 

It kisses cheeks

And leaves

Marks of love,

Sprinkled

Across a young nose.

The hot sun

Promises

Unwavering

Sincerity in its

Mission.

 

The hot sun does not

Relent.

It offers itself with the sole

Purpose of

Shining.

Lower East Side, NYC, June 2015

Lower East Side, NYC, June 2015