Something Different

I have never done this on here, but I was experimenting with a new form of poetry (well, new to me anyway) called a Pantoum. I really like the style. It is unique and yet challenging. Every other line must rhyme, and as you can tell, each verse must contain the second and last line from the one before. You then have to end the poem with the first line of the poem. As I wrote thoughts and feelings came through, and since this is what I normally put on here, I suppose it can just be considered a new form for the entry. This is the first rough draft, and it is as yet untitled:

A casual glance turned lingering gaze,

from simple touch to terrifying heights,

the resulting emotion a powerful haze.

Fondly remember the heated nights.

From simple touch to terrifying heights,

the smile brought endless joy.

Fondly remember the heated nights,

as you venture without your boy.

The smile brought endless joy,

while thoughts of terror haunted eyes.

As venture without your boy,

know he give you more than money buys.

While thoughts of terror haunted eyes,

words of caring filled the car.

Know he gives you more than money buys,

as you think of him from afar.

Words of caring filled the car,

the resulting emotion a powerful haze,

As you think of him from afar:

a casual glance turned lingering gaze.

Fire and Ice

When you are near, the sun's light shines,
your absence clouds the brightest day.

Your touch warms the coldest nights,
your smile, the coldest hearts.

The blazing fire you represent
is all more noticed when it's gone.

When your blaze turns away,
even a summer breeze seems cold.

Though I live my life by fire,
you can make my heart ice.

Winter's chill has come,
by your own design.

Two flames make twice the light,
separate, they quickly burn out.

Will you see that I am your fire,
before mine goes out?