let me tell you, my little angel
about emotions i used to feel.
give me a minute, a lovely stranger,
and i will give you a piece of me.
imagine oceans with frozen waters,
which in a second are full of flames.
imagine hill peaks as heaven daughters
such white and pretty, devoid of shame.
imagine skyline at sunset hours,
imagine roses of red an’ gold.
try to compare these counter powers.
and i just like them: run hot and cold.
19.01.19
Hot and Cold
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