Love, A Sordid Affair
A groping urgency, racing, so fiery
Soaring, then crashing, almost simultaneously
The temperature is hotter than Hades
But fused with icy breaths.
You're wild and I'm madly calm
You're gentle and I'm silently insane
So loving and I'm brimming with hatred
Aroused through only deepest passion.
But even now I love you terribly –
Shocked, my nonchalance fading
As you whisper and grip – ever the tighter –
The girl who should be me.
