Fire and Ice

[adalger]

My heart, my soul, placed tender in your hands,
The greatest treasure I could offer you,
You held so close. You made no vain demands,

No royal edicts. That we'd see it through
I had no doubt, that love would sure suffice
Against the hostile world. I never knew

My heart, so hardly used, would turn to ice
When you turned cold, my soul would burn with fire,
Like leaves all dead and tinder-dry. Now twice

My soul has burned for you: with hot desire
When first you came to me, the molten heat
Of passion coursing, trite angelic choir

As chorus keeping time to my heart's beat;
Continuously since you walked away,
Each moment filled with pain, despair, defeat,

A nova-star that overshadows day
Ablaze within my chest, and here to stay.

ETA: I left off the first line when I posted this, and just noticed a day later.

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[cyberjunkie]

*hugs hugs*