The Sun Slayer Poem by Jerra D. James

The Sun Slayer

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He's catacombs of
Evening with a full
Moonlight mind
He's starbursts and
Dark gusts that need
Day eclipsed.

He's nightfall of
Shadows that warm
Bedroom dreams
While he whispers
Fire words, re-
Kindling desire.

I, without armor,
Slay giants of
Sky gold with
Torches of
Passion that pale
Trailing Dawn.
And, oh how we glow
Without any sun.

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Jerra D. James

Jerra D. James

San Jacinto, California
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