Look at these
Numb icy stone-cold hands
Fingers frozen
Brain-freeze in the
Shivering cold
I want the Sun
to surrender
I want his warmth
to feel better
I want his glow
His luminous radiance that
Everyone knows
except me...
I want the sun
to heat me up
So I may feel loved
Instead of alone
I want his jeunesse
I want his scorching rays
to ignite me
to untie me
From these constraints
Like Firecrackers
On the 4th of July
I want his joie de vivre
I want to feel ALIVE
I want his wisdom
I desperately want to know
To just know
His warmth
The warmth of another
The warmth of his rays
so that I will feel
Warm
His warmth
Finally
I only want to feel
The Heat
In my veins
Coursing throughout
Surging inside my body
Can I ever know?
So that
I won't feel...
Alone?
