I gave you everything

and now you treat me

this way?

I made every warmth

a treasure. I intensified

your pleasure

in candle’s glow

and firelight, made every hug

more snug;

hot coffee, hot cocoa,

hot tea and this is

what you think of me?

The first drop of melted

snow glistening down your

window and now you’re

glad I’m gone?

I never thought you could

be so cold, so bitter to one

who made you shiver with

delight.

How could you?

Adieu until I return,

adieu.