My Winter’s Fire & Ice’s Secret Desire

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Warm Trauma, Cool Desire

When I choose fire to pour from the head of my shower, it reveals my love, my secret desire.

When I choose ice to caress my lover’s fire, numbing the twinkling desire, my heart is cold, i can feel the erect crispness of my cool nipples, my warm breast.

Is it my skin laced with crystals of ice that cringe when you embrace the body’s sacrifice?

Exposed nakedness in trust I give, if you hurt me it’s only a matter of time whether it stings or not is a roll of the die or do I — surrender to the famine drooling over the edge of my aching waterfall, succumbing to a world of absolute bliss?

But my ice, fight…

I meet their soothing gaze with warm assurance that the ice is tempting, a comfort of graduated trauma ensuring security upon their immediate expulsion, but then, the fire offers buried passions to resurface and dance as the flame burns wildly melting my heart away, releasing entangled desires.

I’m caught ‘tween a burn and freeze — hot flashes with a cool breeze drop fifty-two degrees, i snuggle into the cozy blanket squeezing forgotten comfort from the hole in my memories.

Between fire and ice, i stand on the edge of both empires where the bridge intertwines my winter’s fire and ice’s secret desire.

Trauma in my memories. When I try to hold you, my body doesn’t let me. — Jacob Dodge Lawson (JVKE)