Blue Fire

I can’t write you a poem,

You’re not like her,

I can only mention you in passing,

I can’t look you in the eye.

There’s a darkness under your sarcasm,

A shard in your cold eyes,

I recognise it, I had that ice

and it terrifies me.

I’ve given a segment of my heart

to a person capable of what I am.

And I scare myself.

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