Sunburnt

She sprawled out across the sky, bored, Perfectly sun-kissed. From a distance she could fit In my hands. Day, the name we hold dearest Day, the name of the memory I placed her above all else. I too, lay sprawled out, beneath her. The intensity of how she makes me feel, A region I know well, sweltered & swollen, Without walls or halls to contain the effect she has on me. She took my hand & gave me the gift of her presence. My heart but a burning bush from this intense percussion, this rapid sensation spreading steadily, rapidly. A giant in my eyes. I've climbed the highest building & collapsed beneath her. Black & wilted, I am the wick without promise of tomorrow