Melt Me Poem by Sister Frances

Melt Me

Rating: 4.5


He called her his fire
She called him her ice
He tried to act cold
Her warmth felt too nice

Why do you melt me?
With words that you say
I hate that you burn me
With your actions by day

Your heat is infectious
It wraps and holds me
I freeze and resist you
But a puddle I'll soon be

I watch as you share
Your warmth with others
I can't pretend to be frosted
You make me a warm lover

Monday, October 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Not the most original title
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Unnikrishnan E S 25 February 2018

Hi Hannah, Wonderful poem. Just reminded me of your old poem: : BURN ME: : . Why dont you post it again here? Or may I? -unnikrishnan

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Binayakumar Mohanty 10 November 2017

Poem is just away from self pretention.I loved. Beautiful poem shared.Thanks

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 23 October 2017

A blazing pen-gem, Hannah...Stellar structural movement throughout...Keep that pen pumping! ~FjR`

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Sister Frances 23 October 2017

lol Thank you...please read more I'd like to think this isn't my only stellar poem :)

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Paul Brookes 23 October 2017

Enjoyed this one good write thanks

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Sister Frances 23 October 2017

Thank you Andy..fire and ice

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