States of Matter

by donovangandy

Sometimes glass is soft and warm –
Glad to take another form.
Sometimes glass will bend and glow.
Other glass will shatter though.

Hotter glass inflates with air:
Lover’s lips can put it there.
Hotter glass will give and take –
Other glass can only break.

Heart was in a fluid state.
Now it’s just a paperweight.
Still the same essential mass.
Always was a heart of glass.

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