Seething Touch

I don't know why
you're still here

i've been away
and you've been
here

my body heat
is burning
molten
melting my insides

but you're
not afraid
to touch

i burn all
i destroy all

yet you say
"you don't destroy.
you melt.
you torch things,
melding them
together."

my touch is seething
yet you're not afraid
to burn

you're the icy cold
that melts me

i'm the heat that
puts you back together