Fire and ice

When it’s a wildfire in your head
And when the fires scald your thoughts
When the pain roasts your insides
My kisses are just the right amount of cool
And my lips the snow showers that’re the flames’ remedy
When it a breezy gale in my head
When my thoughts are blown cold to the bone
And when my insides are iced stiff
Your kisses are the right amount of warm
And your lips the fiery fountains that’re the chills’ antidote
You’re my glow and I’m the frost you own
We’re fire and ice baby
And our kisses; Apricot sunrises and Crimson sunsets.

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