Wisdom Teeth

I want to get that warmth back

I'm sick of being ice cold

But with everything I touch

Cobwebs drop from my fingers

Said I want to get that fire back

So sick of being ice cold

But everywhere I go

I simply shrivel up

And all the boys are missing

But one

He keeps coming back, showing up

When he's not wanted

The masculine goddess

Keeps calling my name

Still I'm stuck

Went underwater, swam in the lake

Hoping to embrace fire once more

Somehow it's gone astray

I want to get that warmth back