Sun-Kissed Memories Poem by Dylan Summers

PT.1
as i lie on the beach,
daydreaming about great things to come,
i bask in the friendly warmth of the sunshine.
the sun's rays feel so good on my face,
tickling my cheeks to a rosy hue.
nothing can compare to the feeling of
being bathed in the pure light
of the morning...
as the day progresses,
the color of my skin has changed
from a fair honey to a caramel brown,
and is moistened by the heat of the mid-day sun;
beads of sweat trickle down my chest.
the humid weather is no bother to me-
i have the refreshing sea breeze
to ease this balmy noon,
and the brisk ocean is only footsteps away...
PT.2
the day is nearly done;
feeling drowsy,
i retire to the shade of the palm trees
that dot the coastline.
beneath a tall cocoa palm,
i find comfort and rest.
my mind drifts in a dreamy haze-
the constant rhythm of the tide is soothing to my ears.
sunlight peeks in through the leaves,
as the cool tradewinds whisper me an afternoon lullaby;
sleep overcomes me...
in my dreams, the sunlight takes the shape
of a handsome man.
he walks toward me from the horizon,
treading the golden path on the ocean surface
set before him by the setting sun.
enamored by his remarkable beauty,
i run to greet him where the ocean meets the shore.
perfectly sculpted, his skin is of a luminous bronze.
a light shines from his piercing gaze-
his inviting smile is of phenomenal brilliance.
standing above me, he draws me up into his brawny arms;
the heat of his embrace makes me swoon.
having taken me up,
he carries me towards the cocoa palm,
and lays me down in its elongated shadow.
with his fingertips, he gently traces the paths of perspiration
running over and down my bare skin;
the beads of sweat that grace my form are illuminated-
i am bejeweled by their shimmering radiance.
passion escapes the lips
of my heavenly paramour;
his kisses consume me entirely,
from head to toe,
each marked by a tiny, faint freckle...
i awake with a start-
oh, what a worthy lover i have made of the sun!
if only he were real...