I Kissed the Sun Rondine
I kissed the Sun dressed up like a sno cone,
an array of Summer's tasty flavor;
Hanging out holding a party favor
melted candy coated nectar get's thrown,
ice cold confetti kisses my jawbone;
There's no time to apply for a waiver;
I kissed the Sun;
In my left pocket I held a moonstone
to arrest this sugar high forever;
So hot I could only indulge ardor;
Multiplying just being in the zone,
I kissed the Sun.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2023
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