I spent time with Sun last week. In flaming glory she relayed her weekend. My chuckles were riddled with craters of approval. If I could be as hot as her, I would do those things too!
We held a heated discussion, full of sizzling stories and depth the colour of red hot. She had to know I understood the rays of her beauty.
With not so much as a breath of effort she warmed my insides.
I respect her and her tolerance, her dry humor and the way she dances and dials.
Oh Sun, you’ve got me all hot and bothered
and I like it.