Sun Poem by Jonathan Banuelos

Sun
Your fire burns at my soul
Stuck in you never ending hall
But sometimes it’s your heat that keeps me awake
Keeps me alive for your sake

Twisted signals, ultra violet lights illuminate your passion
My skin burns because of your animosity
Your twist my soul to your fashion
But your fiery perfection plays on my curiosity

Bright eyes scan my every dance
Solar warmth rewards my disillusion
Begging me to take another chance
Bronze colors play in my head in confusion

My fingers grasp at your flashes of light
Keep me trained and obedient with control
Your control of what I see gives you a reason for my plight
Your fire gives life to my poor soul

Your fire burns at my soul
Stuck in a never ending hall
But sometimes it’s your love that keeps me awake
Lying to me to take a chance, reach and take