ice, frigid cold
melts grows tepid
in my arms,
charms turn
winter to spring
unfurl from
aching fury of
hibernation
imbibe the libation
the succour I offer
man to woman,
let me hold you,
comfort and soothe
before we move
to remove
the last morsels
of clinging snow
on your soul
uncurl, be whole
know that I stole
the icicles,
replaced them
with the warmth
of me, my heart
beats in synchronised
rhythm
given and taken
back a fourth thrust
passion and lust
let me lick the last of winter
from you,
thaw the core of your
fragrant centre,
lap at the heat that rages
for release,
I wont cease the
teasing repeat
until gasping spent
puddles melt
heated hardness burrows
into the flow from whence
the puddle came
hisses as
heat and cool combine
plunge into your depths
divine the source of water
that springs eternal
seek, search with length
and girth for our union
of flesh
clarity found
as we bound together
shaking panting
and twitching
lost in blue eyes
that match the skies
lips that taste
of fresh cool water
in the heat of summer
lay with me
head on my heart
hear the beat
the rhythm
as you flow out
thawed of winters chill
and lonely fingers
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