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Love


When it’s cold it’s like frozen steel

Sticking to my skin

Ripping it away in long

Painful

Agony

It’s cold fire

Burning to my bone,

Sucking all the warmth from me

Leaving me shaking,

Shivering on the floor

 

When it’s warm it’s like coming home

Being wrapped

In the softest blanket

After a terrible day

It’s safe

Warm.

Leaving me docile and content.

Comfortable, resting on the floor.

 

When it’s hot it’s a flame.

Blinding me

My skin crisping

Burning,

Flaking off to reveal

Phoenix in the flame.

Freshness and youth

Intensity to take my breathe

Away.

It leaves me shaking, weak,

heart pounding on the floor

Desperate for more.

 

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