my raw sun

 
a short one hundred years from the light
i press my face
to the come of the sun

take me away and make of me
just a gist
  of a glint
     of gold glitter
i fall
  tangled
     toward you

radiate me with your power
my loving sun!

but you begin to die with the iron
  beating in your heart
just as i begin to live within your bright

i give to you that glittering gold glint of me
so you may last
just a bit
just a bit more

feed and live my dying darling

soon somber 'membrance light
will joy me on my way to you
and to my electron's vast dismember