Cold

It was an abundance of heat not a lack thereof
That’s why I’m cautious about falling in love
Because I know my passionate frame
Can degenerate from calling your name
Into a firestopping showstorm
Where the heat is inferno instead of warm
And Dante taking a trip or two
Back tracks because he was wrong about you
And never intended a journey to hell
I can’t help that I swing both ways as well
Always looking in puddles to see the reflect
Always staring at you to know what comes next
And when the decider hits the beat
I get up and go because I am complete
In and of and as myself
I’m sorry that I haven’t knelt
But if prostration’s what you need
Then you need someone else is what I believe

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