The sun rises within you
And warms you to the bone.
It escapes through your lucid smile,
One I long to call my own.

But the words 'caution: fragile'
Are engraved into your skin.
And though I wish to save you,
I've no idea where to begin.

You see, these words are leaking out
And dispose of them, I must.
But if I drop on you my heart,
I fear you'll turn to dust.