Sunburn

... I always end poems this way it seems

The sun was my boyfriend

It began when he smiled

And I thought I had just seen

A ray of light

I was sunkissed

In the middle of an indian summer

While the leaves were burnt brown

Down by the pier at the lake

His lips were burning hot against my skin

As his fingers shed some light on my hips

My stomach swirled like an explosive core

While his every breath felt like a solar flare

He was golden

With that corona halo

Like God's flaming seraphim

I gave him myself like I gave an amen

He answered my prayer

And I found that night

There are indeed some things

That are new under the sun

His nuclear core was bound to collapse

In on itself

And he would turn into a black hole

And take down everything with him

I should have known

From all those childhood summers

When you stay in the sunshine too long

You're bound to get burned

Reviews

[Crystal Overmeyer-Birmi..]

I love this. The phasing, the flow, the word choice ... I love the double meaning of sunburnt and the pain that follows. Awesome job! I am so jealous of your talent!

[Elizabeth Ridge]

Amazing poem. I love the metaphor and it runs smoothly throughout your poem. The word choice was great. The word choice of the second to last stanza slightly seemed out of tune, but maybe a lengthening of the second line will help. Overall, amazing poetry.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the allegory here is amazing...too much of a good thing tells us something is going to go wrong....it's like waiting for the other shoe to drop...
or, the other sun...

that "nuclear core does collapse"---

and yes...those childhood summers...my best memories...but those days left...

[Asher L]

i love this so much, it makes me feel both happy and heartbroken at the same time.