and I’m as giddy as the ginkgo leaves 

forgetting yellow is meant to caution 

dare I close my eyes and take in 

the last of the suns praise

or the thrill of her tongue 

teasing a moan from my hips 

when I know SkyDaddy 

prefers my pleasure 

got in his name 

alone please 

don’t punish me

daddy like you 

I was made for worship 

and am I not most your son 

when I’m adored?