I have been spending a lot of time with a boy who is molten
Liquid *** dripping from every word
Eyes ablaze as he tells me I'm unique in a way he's never known before
But I am craving eyes that burn with a different heat
One of hearthfires and Home
From a boy with shyness on his tongue
And laughter that curls around every syllable,
But he doesn't want me
And so I settle for this searing passion
This boy who is nothing like you
Aside from that he ignites some small part of me
And I hate that I need his heat in lieu of ours
But I have always hated the cold