Frozen By Your Fire

I am a dark water that flows through a sea of trust,
To do what I know, this is an absolute must.

I’ll rob from the rich, and even the poor,
And if given the chance, I’ll take even more.

It’s something in me that rises like the tide,
But to do what I do, in myself, this I must hide.

Many have called me a “con” or a “thief of joy”,
I don’t care, and this is the focus of every ploy.

You may even think more highly about me,
Like a vapor, I make my true form very hard to see.

It is part of who I am in the populous of the earth,
It makes me who I am, if you care, and for what it’s worth.

Many don’t care though, until I enter their home,
With great fluidity, through their possessions I roam.

But as fate would have it and to my surprise,
I entered your house, and suddenly you did arise.

Out of bed, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, your presence did burst,
As a bright flame, ready to blaze me with your worst.

And at that moment, when fire and water did meet,
I was instantly frozen from my head down to my feet.

Your worst was actually the best thing that ever did happen to me,
The very presence of your fire helped me start to see.

For you it wasn’t about your possessions that I wanted to take,
You were more concerned about my life and what was at stake.

You corrected my backwards flow,
And illuminated me with a truth I did not know.

You sent the river of my life on a new path,
You helped me understand that my oozing in the wrong direction would only bring wrath.

Like crystal waters under the sun, in me something new began to shine,
Your fire entranced me and began to mold me into something more fine.

It was a part of something that was always inside of me, but had never taken shape,
It was a chipping away at that ice inside me to reveal a mysterious cape.

It was my heart that had always existed in the chilling cold,
But by the intense heat of your words, it was something you were able to mold.

Just to be fair though, I gave you my worst as a gift,
And in you something also began to shift.

I helped you understand the truth about this frosty world,
How, like snowballs, our ill intents are often hurled.

This may even chill you to the bone,
Our motivations, light or dark, are often forced into a zone.

You may think I’m heartless or even dumb,
But you see, the truth is I don’t really want my heart to be numb.

So dear fire, this is my precious gift to you that you did earn,
Within you the truth of my blizzard of agony will always burn.

Even though I am frozen by your fire, you have also caused my darkness to melt,
To be honest, it is the greatest thing I have ever felt.

Now that I have begun to melt, I must drift back into the cold of the night,
But this time as I pour into the darkness I shall carry with me a new light.

I hope that one day, under different circumstances, I can be graced again by your gleam.
I want to know you so closely that when my ice touches your fire, together we become steam.

Until that day, I will be thankful for what you helped me to know,
The truth of your fire will go with my heart, and in it, it will snow.