Lukewarm water

​Your love for me, 

is water lukewarm.

Felt great at first,

took me by storm.

Reached my depths,

cleansed my soul.

Taken aback was I,

“How do I react”,

thought I.

Your warmth engulfed me,

even before I realized.

“How do I stop myself,

from falling for your talisman.”

Your love for me

is water lukewarm.

felt good for  a moment,

the next it was gone.

Cold it was when

it left my skin,

shivering was I left,

in sudden dark depths,

that gathered me around,

as I poured on my body,

more water lukewarm.

(Art work by Kim Ho Suk)