The raging heat of your skin
And the chill of mine
It always makes my head spin
And makes me better than fine
Before that touch would make me mad
A touch I wish was cold as rain.
But now when its gone I'm sad
The touch that keeps me sane.
Your hands alone can be the two
Both fire and ice in equal parts
A genuine warmth and chills too
Both cause a joining of our hearts.
The chill is caused by your ghostly touch
Which sends a shiver down my spine
As odd as it sounds, I love that touch so much
And it always spins this head of mine.
The warmth of your body, that I hold tight
Seeping into my body of ice
The warmth will take away my fright
And the difference feels nice
Fire and Ice are both in your hand.
And words can't even start
They wouldn't help to understand
The unbelievable joy in my heart.
Those two can join as one
Both joined together by our heart
With love as burning as the sun.
Even when we're apart.