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thermodynamic equilibrium [poem]

someone once described the perfect couple
as opposites
one person with cold hands
the other warm
in holding hands they reach
thermodynamic equilibrium
just a couple big words for balance
the idea made me smile
because I’ve always been a natural hot spring
regardless of the weather around me
always warmer than people I touch
I was forged rather than born
a creature of molten intellect and the slow burn
to be balanced I guess I need
a snow angel or
a frost giant
someone full of frozen fractals and icy calm
I want chilled fingers against my overheated neck
the kind of contrast that leaves both of us
screw equilibrium
I just want to feel a shock
a reminder that I’m still here


bookdragon, poet, witch

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