frozen heart

My heart could be softer,

kinder,

quieter while it beats heavily in

my chest.

but the throbbing,

ice-coated organ

beats with every pain

against my rib cage.

it may be frozen,

slowly thawing with every

brush of your lips against mine,

but I never meant for it to harden.

I wish you met me before the

frost began to set like the morning

winter ground.

every opportunity to thaw

comes and goes like the summer sun.

your hands in mine,

your body wrapped around my own.

it may take a fortnight

or a unnerving century

to get the frozen glass caging

my heart to disintegrate.

but bare with me,

warm and loving.