work in progress..................

I

dream

of walking

on the

surface

of the sun

and diving

between

the ruptured

tulmult

to swim

its

molten

blazing

core

to share
your soul
without
sharing
your body
is to
glimpse
only the
willowing
fabric
covering,
that which
rests
across
and covers,
however
unconsciously.

to be given

your body

without

your soul

to be given

naught more

than access

to the

brittle crust,

as body

without soul

is a flower

without earth,

in blossom

and beauty,

fleeting,

making

dread

of

eternity.

you can

be burnt

by the sun

without ever

touching

its surface,

you can

only be

consumed

by

plunging

within

its core.