Granite Shell

prompt: Granite To The Earth’s Lovers; I am the result When a burning, blazing Untamed love Is so quickly cut crimson. Cold feet, Infidelity, Death. Once so searing, An impossible neon colour Of passion Scorching souls, Engraving in hearts, I was that obsessive craving that you so greedily welcomed into your delicate thermoregulatory system Feeding, so desperately, until… Burning begins in a body So frail, so disciplined, so aberrant The pure steam of my favoured breath singed the delicate, innocent eyelashes right off of your malleable face. So you put me out Dumped me, if you will Froze my love immediately So that my molten core was eclipsed by a jagged shell. My heart; smeared with the ash of 1000 departed loves. And now, you walk over me With your new, wooden woman. Shaved, smooth, varnished to perfection She will not leave her stinging kisses Along your pliable chest. I long ago became something else Changed my anatomy So I could brave out The cruel stomping of a leaving lover, But there are always naive flames about. So as you stand On my granite surface Remember, my dear; That wood will burn.