He felt the heat running in her
And thought it was love
So when he felt the body trap him
And realized how much he was sweating
He thought it was because of love
Later when he himself trapped a body
And felt his heat and her heat
He thought it was love
When they said their I dos
And he kissed her nervous, cold lips
He hated her for the absence of love
He held the tiny body for the first time
Smiled at its rosy smile
There was love in warmth
When she said she was leaving
And her body trembled and sweat gathered
He knew it was out of love
Finally, when he lay in his bed, sweating but cold
And his lungs let out a final breath
He finally knew how cold love was
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