soft condensed swirl
orbits a cube
laid upon flesh
held by two fingers
light
gasps
trails a stream
of liquid cool
over curves and around
the cube
melting down
circle whirls
over mounds
frozen stone shrinking
upon passion's fire
desires building
higher
from the ice
cube
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