Love Poem: Vehemence

Vehemence

If your love were a flame
I'd allow it to blaze through me
and singe the edges of my heart
with it's sweltering fierceness

but your admiration
is a thick-headed icicle
shaped to weather any firestorm
ignited by adoring hands

how gelid it is
to be loved by a man
frozen with incompetence,
too cool to burn