He told me I was warm,
I was warm with my eyes,
warm with my words,
warm with my love...
The best feeling he said was “laying on me, inside me after love making”
It was safe, it was eager, it was love
In all my warmth - I  felt cold
Often I shivered.
Until one day, I froze & shattered all In the same instance
How did it feel to blow out  the candle that warms you ?