the kitchen amplifies its power as sun br gilds wooden cupboards with a patch of br gold, ice-cold tiles acquire a warming br balm but feet still bare beware, cold is br yet intense, left my bed to find its warmth br and stand refreshed, my heart rejoicing, br white wall tiles softly glow br br the sun, my constant lover, ever faithful, br loyally returns - laughter brimming in his br brilliant eyes though clouds obscure him br for too long, he knows he’ll overcome – br I ADORE the sun, I’m Mayan by consent br they worshipped him like me br br though I will not tear out hearts beating br from living victims as they would have br done, we share the same fascination of br sunshine and delight in the sun’s velvet br touch, I wish I could stay here forever br dream of being the sun’s beloved bride....