|Reviews for Shiver|
| Lyric Retort chapter 1 . 3/28/2011
You are a furnace of fire
I singe, char, crumble
Turn to dust
The shape of my arms turns to ash
It is your warmth I nourish
I am the cold one
My body is your nourishment
I will shock the shit out of you
With my medical paddles, Live
I blast you! Live!
"I'm aching," you cry.
"You're not." Next to you, I'm nothing.
It's a mirror you see
Yourself, like Narcissus, beautiful youth
I want to trust you, but your fire destroys me
You burn me out
I am not meant for so much heat
It is only my usefulness you adore
The obstacle is my body
And it is nothing without you