Love Gone Cold
Your hands, once so tender,
Now touch my skin with the heat of burning coals.
Scorching and radiating through out my bones.
Everything has changed.
Your heart chilled, hands ablaze.
Your mouth, which once kissed so passionately,
Now is a loaded gun.
Your mind is the trigger,
Your tongue the barrel,
Firing bullets disguised as words.
Our love has gone,
Just as the winter’s day,
Leaving me frozen and in the dark.
This poem is about:
Me