I saw you naked
outside my window
you looked cold
so I went outside
to be cold with you
I know why I don't like you
it's because you are cold
but sometimes
It's good to be cold with you
Remember a few months ago
when everyone wanted you to leave
but I knew
that once you were gone
we would all miss you?
so I learned to love you
and I loved you being cold
because I was warm
on the inside
but you made me cold
on the outside
I saw you outside my window
you were naked
so I took some of you inside
to warm you up
but then you melted in my hands
and I had to wipe you up off the floor
who knew that if you wern't cold
you'd become such a mess?
'You made me cold'! Love and art. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
I like it. You extend your metaphor nicely. I don't know exactly what it means, or 'transfers' to, but it's pleasurable, playful, and intriguing to read.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If this is a riddle I'd say the answer is snow!