Shiver,
Stop.
Why do you move away?
I move away too,
I won't justify.
But I want an explanation.
I slide
to one side
and sulk.
Give me your hand, why don't you?
I glare at your neck.
I'm a tempest.
What are you?
You are a shoe
encumbered by high heels
which can't stand up straight
I am your rocky ground
Shiver,
Fall,
Stop.
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