Tempered
My temper is fiery
It wants to break loose
Your passion is icy
So tender, so smooth
Your touch it feeds me
It wills me to stay
The coldness it dulls me
Controlling my rage
Always we dance dear
Pulling close than apart
Your touch leaving me frostbit
My fire wanting to ignite
We are perfectly tempered
Us two, you and I
I keep us warm
When you're cold on the inside
Copyright © Lisa Brannon | Year Posted 2016
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