How You Blow Hot And Cold Poem by C Richard Miles

You gave me vibrant life when first we met
Your sparkling presence cutting through my night
And bringing warmth where fear lay, patterned white
As trackless snowy moor in winter, yet
It’s hard to live beneath the blinding light
That shines from you each time we seem to meet:
I sweat, perhaps in terror, from your heat;
It makes it hard for me to sleep at night
And make me doubt myself as, harsh, you turn
My thoughts to grey uncertainty, that dash
My vaunted posturings to piles of ash
For your keen intellect can sear and burn.
But if I just ignore and won’t see sense,
You’ll kill me with your cold indifference.