Cold Fire
I am all yours,
But you are not mine,
I can ignore that for now,
But I prey in time,
Your heart will ache,
Your chest will start to pull,
I am the one to make you whole,
The one who makes you full,
Maybe thats wistful thinking,
On my part
To hope that in my hand,
I hold your heart,
Because you know that you hold mine,
And while I dont want to break,
Please, dont loosen your grip,
That would be more then I could take,
So squeeze and twist all you want,
But dont neglect what you hold,
Look upon it with strange affection,
Or else my fire shall run cold.














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