Coldfire

Starts so slowly
Builds
There is love
Oh Yes
There is love
In your arm
In your kisses
It starts to build
More
Reaching
Wanting
Building more
As if emotion
Had grown arms
And had a mind
Of its own
Building
Until the coldfire
That had started
Ever so sweetly
Builds
To a raging inferno
And it ends
And becomes
The coldfire again
Waiting to
Build