If you are gentle as a breeze as you claim
Then why are your words piercing like arrows,
full of blame
Reeks havoc and your life’s sorrows?
Your warm heart freezes and smokes cold
That ice’s heat burning
Breaking my threshold
In your stomach butterflies turning.
No, none you want and you don’t need none
Your never promising word
Nor Soothing! Your claim my heart will earn
Pushing me away listing to me unheard