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Dreamboat It was snow and ice and joy I showed you how to bottom slide I told you about the sixty degree Hellbent drop on the other side I slid, spinning on my back And stopped. You were somewhere Above or under or behind me And you shivered into winter fall The ice first swallowed my toes Creeping fast to chill. You sped The way I showed you to speed And as you did your eyes lied The air ravished you in a blush You fell like a frozen Icarus Unwaxed. You screamed and frothed Panic and light in the dead water I could see your frosted eyes Between wooden fingers. Ice arms Reached out to embrace you, failed. I swept you out with gloved kisses Heart in hand. I bent and plucked You came up like a startled fish Into air. Then I warmed your frosted eyes And our melting love with warm nevers © David Incoll 2001 |
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