Sun Kissed

Rays penetrate my pineal like a challis-bound phallus
birthing new life into existence.
Shrouded in darkness and mystery, perfection
is created.
To kiss is to initiate.
Who said kisses don't lead to contracts?
The sun has agreed to shine on me,
activating melatonin skills and
melanin avail abilities.
I concur with the sun to sweat me.
Release toxins from body in beads of solar salt perspiration;
anticipating inspiration; 
I perform best when I am hot --
in o zone,
fully layered.

Can you see where the sun has loved me?

Inhale the heat.  
Taste the vapor.
Breathe the darkness.
Touch the depth.
Come next to me, eclipse me.

See the simplicity of my solar complexity;
solar plexus radiating from my center--
Universal Core.
Encore! for what's in store, is stored;
helical DNA structures --
Kundalini coiled,
orbited by the plans that have been set by Ra.

Muuuaaahhhh!

There is nothing grander, more illustrious or fun
than to be 144,000 times kissed by the sun.