you’re so cold
you’ve forgotten how to love
don’t want any for yourself
thinking it has no worth
from rain to hail to hell and
back to raining
it’s draining
now that you’ve forgotten
crawl from the warren
where you bred
where your love lies dead
and sublimate
create anew to return to you
to the love that only others knew
discard the shards
with which you sharpen your words
allow the voice of longing to be
heard