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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