i feel a certain certainty that i am going to burn myself in the warmth of your fire.
i used to be so afraid of getting burned. but the longer i'm in this fever dream, the less i seem to care.
if i must be icarus unable to resist reaching for the sun, then so be it. if i must be icarus flying headfirst and blind, trying to find your heart of hearts, then so be it.
yes, he burned and he fell. but has anyone ever known the sun as only icarus did?
so let me burn and let me fall, fall hard into the cruel blue ocean waves.
let me know what your sunlight is like at point-blank range.