"Fire and Ice"A Poem by Valentine
"Fire and Ice" He spent his life all alone...out in the cold;
Going around in circles, feeling so terribly old.
She was warmth, love, heat, and molten fire;
Bringing life to those...she did love and admire.
He was stone, ice... and molten cold steel.
No real life in his soul...his pain was left, unhealed.
She was life...all fire...torrid and hot.
Everything of value in life...that..he was not.
When they met, she tried hard to warm his soul;
But it had been frozen...many long years ago.
Her warmth and passion, ached and longed for his heart.
His icy indifference...often tore her soul apart.
When ever they did happen, by chance to meet;
She thought he responded at once...to her heat.
At times his slight response, lit up his whole face;
Many others time, he would only show a trace.
For so many years...they both remained alone;
One cold and indifferent, the other passionate...all hope gone.
She hoped one day to reach him, to give him her love;
But it seemed she needed help...from the "One" above.
How can one care so much...the other be so cold?
Why must they remain alone continuing to grow old?
Why couldn't she see...that he did not have a heart?
With so much love to give...couldn't he accept a part?
You see, one is the "moon", the other is the "sun."
He reflects the suns light...as he has no light of his own.
Valentine
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