What Will You Do?

Oh how long would you wait for my coldness to buckle?

Close my eyes
As if it would block the memories
Of love, of embraces
It is at once to my soul
A hot iron, a warm comfort
And the touch of cold steel
That would be me

Oh how long would you wait
For my coldness to buckle
To melt the steel
To mould it to you
And the thing is
I love you

I say 'slay me'
I say 'save me'
Words of a fool, perhaps
Desperate words
Of one who has nothing left
And bloodstained hands
What will you do?