YOU'RE THE BLOOD IN MY VEINS

I wrote this a while back for a boy

You know, I would really love 

to place the blanket of shame over you -

not for the sake of your quivering body,

but for the simple purpose that YOU ARE COLD AS F**K

I would ask you to thread your hand within mine

but I remember that your wintry touch 

 will only provoke a corrupting FROSTBITE upon

my skin

the way you refused to even glance at me was crisp

and when you did, however, you only chilled my bones to the point

where my flesh felt more like an igloo than it ever could

as a body

F**K YOU FOR INFUSING YOUR FRIGID FROST

WITHIN MY DAMNED ARTERIES

I was never supposed to be THIS fucked up

but thanks to you,

snow floods my blood, and not in the pretty sort of snowflake

way 

IT STIFFLY FREEZES MY VEINS AND THE ICICLES ARE 

PIERCING THROUGH MY SKIN

Author's Note

What do you think?