Fire And Ice

by

Sherene Delgado

He melts me from my icy stance
A simple smile
A simple touch
He makes me feel when I do not want too
I am for once, powerless to my own desires
Yet am I the only one affected by this curse?
Does he not suffer from the same illness?
He comes and goes
Yet I am still left with the feel of his touch
A permanent mark in my mind
I hate him....
Yet I can not seem to come up with the power to stay away from him
This game of fire and ice surrounds us
And I stand there watching as I am consumed by it

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Mt Eccles
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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