heat

i move through you, but fast, like my finger through a lit candle. if i stay too long, you'll burn me.

so i soak myself in your dazzling brilliance, for a split second, before i flee to safety, where i can admire you from afar.

your charring nature is what fascinates me.

even the slightest interaction with you sets everyone ablaze.

you cauterize, burn the germs and sins off people who let them cake their bodies so carelessly.

but you leave open wounds and force newborn skin to the surface, regardless of if it's ready.

so i am left to wonder, is your disinfecting ability that will lay bare my underlying virtue worth the raw flesh you'll leave me behind with?

i am only a frog in liquid you, and i'm begging you, please don't boil me.