Monday, August 1, 2011

AIR CONDITION

My heart is ice cold, similar to a freezer
She claims to be faithful, but the heart can’t believe her
Promises of marriage but I’ll probably leave her
I offer companionship while secretly wishing her a new keeper
It is a secret, the ice, further from love, evil even deeper
Could there have been another? One who would of mattered?
Who was strong enough for unconditional love and wouldn’t shatter?
Did you need to stay together?
Upon first glance I knew i would never get better, Pure, here is my ice cold letter:
Upon sight i will break her into pieces
Upon touch would cut her flesh leaving her speechless
It would always be a fight, between darkness and light, fire and ice
We could never be for my image reflects twice as Gemini
I know my difference of life, one you couldn’t recognize by sight,
So I ask you my love, which one of us, did you like?

Cretien