Your heart,

like mittens,

warm

like a flower,

beautiful,

like a flame upon a candle

burning,

with passion and compassion

for every single soul.

Until,

someone

broke you in half,

left with the best of you,

left you broken,

shattered,

jaded,

completely

ice

cold.

Your heart was an impenetrable wall of solid ice.

And even I couldn't get to you.

And suddenly,

it dawned upon me,

that

I didn't know you anymore...

Nature can’t be said to be a vacuum.

And hot things don’t stay hot

like you would expect them to

nor do cold things stay cold

I watch from the warmth of my couch

as our world plays out to this pattern

hate begets love, begets hate, begets love

and we find ourselves caught in a cycle

the rain chills, the sun burns

and we bear it all like we must

nations rise, people expire

unable to claim copyright on life’s motif.

I study you like the weather

and stay trapped in the mist,

unsure of where to fall.

My entire existence a reaction to yours.

the ice melts, the frost falls

and we dream of growth

the fire flickers, the embers scatters

leaving us all in the space of indecision.

I see it all through my veil

shifting mist, leaning where the wind blows

and what appears gray and lifeless now

could be full of colour and animation now too

Warm food eventually cools

the cold bites at your tea

your hot seat befriends the fresh air

Indifference replaces your passion

But I wait for you

like the cold waits for the heat

or is it the other way round

without the other, how do they know what they are?

Warmth,

A secure and wonderful feeling.

Something felt with you.

When you are near.

But,

One button is pressed,

pushed

or

slammed,

and everything becomes

Cold,

uncomfortable

and

eerie.

Words flying back and forth,

Anger burning upwards,

Pain hidden in curses.

It

All

Just

Went

From

Hot

To

Cold.

18.6.2020

We're stars

Casting endless beauty, perfection to each point

Of perspective

We're burning, passion with no restriction

They say we'll burn out

But, love doesn't break with glimpses of tragedy

Even if we fall

From our heights of this sky full of fantasies

We're living out an existence of reality

~~

We will not burn out

We will only burn in...

Into each other, melting as one

Escaping our tight rope of fears

And gliding to the surface of our true beginning

You pointed to a shooting star once,

an inferno dancing above our heads.

“That one’s like us,” you murmured.

“Beautiful?”

“No, dying.”

And just like that flicker of light as it winked into darkness

you were gone.

I remember how your body used to feel 

As my head laid upon your chest

The beat of your heart kept time to my thoughts 

As your warm skin lulled me to rest 

I remember the day your words cut me open

Like when butter kisses a heated knife 

What once was a blanket in the heat of a storm 

All comforts replaced with strife 

I remember how my pillow began to feel 

When it flipped to the opposite side 

I counted the seconds between urges to call  

If nothing else, I had my pride 

Curled in on myself, desperate for warmth 

Yet I seemed to get colder still 

You greedily took all the warmth when you 

Left me nothing, save for this chill