Orb Of Light Poem by Mark Heathcote
Orb Of Light
If you explore my eyes and light the taper to my soul
you just might-see-my heart explode, my soul implode.
Be left holding an orb of light that's never burned cold
you might be left scorched singed to the eyeballs,
wishing you lit that taper, sooner-all-truth-told.
If you explore my eyes,
and if you light that taper to my soul
there isn't anything in this or the next world I'll withhold.
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