My Voice
skating on ice
i loved you cold-
ice skating across Van Ettan
my feet flew
grappled for balance
when i went down
you fell too
and blanketed me
i adored your lips
and the way a rise
of clouded air
escaped
hovered near my face
and released
a thousand small cravings
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skating on ice
skating on ice