Wildfire

Don't remember when or why I wrote this one! I only remember that it has to do with winter becoming spring.

Trapped
within this heavy chill
reveling in stillness.
Lonely and daunting, but
beautifully haunting
The ice
like glass
slides over the warmth of my heart
beckoning, teasing
leaving me freezing
as I feel my blood beating
consistent, persistent.

Life stirs within me
though it appears to be leaving.
How deceiving a winter can be.
Such surprise
to watch my breath take form before my eyes.
A visual confirmation
The presence of my soul, still whole,
though thought to be shattered
like the glass
like the ice.
I paid the price for my surrender
to the glorious sun.

Beyond the biting chill, I feel the blaze.
and see the sun beyond the icy haze.
My fingers spread and numbness starts to cease
as warmth returns and overtakes the freeze.
The ice melts into water rushing
Like blood, and life, and heat that has me blushing.
So pointless to resist the sweet temptation
I thrive, and I indulge in this sensation.
I writhe and watch in helpless fascination

as you spread throughout my body

Like Wildfire