I Have Stood In the Center

I have stood in the center when I close my eyes the black runs from my feet the gold light in through my windows like summer burning its golden fuel of reds and oranges pouring into my head let it fill up with color, blood and wonder let it pour into me let it pour out of me reaching through the membrane of time reaching out in all directions like a burst of sun in search of everything I reach out my hand trying not to burn you trying not to set the place on fire