I Am Born Of Charm

She is like frostbite.
To me. Burning, then freezing.

That. I am.
I give to her, for tomorrow
forever
forgotten.

She seems like an angel
glass skin over steel bones.
Hardened soul beneath tender frame.

Put your arms around me
that I may know who thou art.
Tragically tempting
subtley sweet.
Forever breaking.

In a dream you died.
Fear shakes my spine
bring sweats of hot
and cold. Night after
night.
I am born of charm.