Ultimatum

The sun had warmed you,
whilst your absence chilled me;
I became afraid of your touch,
fearing that I might become brittle,
and shatter.
Through the phone your words of love
turned to ice
which tore through my veins,
and cooled my heart.
Desperate to beat,
it found a new fire
to keep it warm.

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