The Sun Enfolds Me

The sun enfolds me in its wealth of light Caressing eyes and making love seem right Forgot,the lonely darkness in a trance When spring begins its equinoxal dance Forgotten too is how the frost can bite And how warm lethargy turns day to night As we lie indoors like parasites Into lighted windows, I will glance A minor crime when brightness draws my sight Here’s a drying rack with clothes mutant Here’s a sill entirely filled with plants Imagine you’re a spy and see our plight The mirror crackles, full of long-held spite