Did you come with the ice

Warm not knowing energy

Seeking like loves burning

Into a shape of beauty

I found a way to being

Alive and free of traction

Into a void bearing me

Above my old cold existence

I am pink within and such good

On the finger and tongue

Jabbing air and flesh

Like the harpoon

Ice cream spooning cold

Sharp contactless edges

Reducing the heat that burns

Blooming the bifurcation that

Is the constancy of life

There is ice and there is heat

There is energy in ‘blossom forming’

Metamorphosing and transposing

Me into you into them into us

We came with the ice

We return to the ice

Along heats’ road of carbon

We have been and we have gone

We will come back after

Fires lovely kiss