I am your heat for your cold mind.
I shiver under your cold body,
But I melted under your skin.
Your fingers, the desert at night,
Lingered my lips,
Having the taste of the sun.
Your freezing temperatures turned me on.
You give me warmth with your dear words that came from your lips of ice.
Your eyes, in them were oceans frozen,
But only I could see the fire behind them.
Who would have known?
You?
Me?
That the opposite temperatures
Don't cancel each other out,
They feed each other.
