Warmth

A warm stroke of love on my face

and I am shivering

as if on a cold winter day

A warm hug

and I am guilt stricken

guilt to the self, guilt for them

just guilt

A little show of love

and this monster shows up on my doorstep

with the bleakest veil

And there I am struggling

to keep my pieces together

to keep myself together

to stand up

to hold still

Love does makes us vulnerable

so much so

that I break into a million pieces

and some of them get lost 

A warm emotion

and I am done

Warmth has me on my knees

begging to let go

Warmth; I ask

How do you see it?

Cold; I know

Cold; I have known

Cold keeps me frigid

as I dance on the ice

Cold; I understand

makes more sense

Cold; I wear

on a sunny day under my skin

Cold, I understand

Cold, I feel

Cold as I would be

Cold as I could be

Cold, as I am