Passion's Beam

"Where are you?" I ask myself waiting patiently. Here i am with these plans of adventure. Toes flex and fidget at the hunch of missing you. I made us a picnic, a red apple and gouda. We can divvy it up with the knife you saw crowning in the dirt. Remember that day? I was hot and you were beaming. We chuckled in the stream as we jumped rock and boulder. Everywhere we looked I saw your reflection. I needed you that day. I always need you. You are my reason to rise from my pillow. When you leave i collapse and dream of your pictures. I am your helpless child, your suckling infant. You show me my shadow and remind me i am seen. On closing my eyes i can feel your light's whisper. My eyelids no match for your mighty embrace. Burn through this fog that lays thick between us. Let me bask in your glory and walk in your way. I know you are there, but wonder if you hear me. I love you Sun! Please come out and play.