Sun

Is the sun hot? You must be, but from here, You just seem warm Delicate dancing on my skin, Unless I bask for too long And my flesh sizzles like steak and I burn, But still, I’m only red. If I were to jump to you, Break the atmosphere, Would you shred me with radiation? I don’t believe it. You’re life. We drink in your light and, When we can’t drink, We swim. I would rather burn with you than freeze in the dark, So, I leap and cross the vacuum on my way to you. You still haven’t forgotten im here. I cross the void for you. With you. I get here and scoop your molten plasma with my meaty mits. It melts my heart instantly. I still have so much more to give. My other arm. My legs. My lips. Finally, I’m with you. I can tell you noticed, Solar flares, million degrees, your corona. Do you see me, my love? As I spend the next trillion years mixed with your protons. Dynamite, hydrogen. I was wrong. You’re hot baby. Hot as hell.