Fire and Ice

When you climb inside of my fiery abyss,
I succumb to your frigid temperatures.
The heart of your frozen wood
Beats against the walls of my soul.
It is like a blizzard and I begin to shiver with intensity,
As you go deeper and deeper, discovering a niche of jewels
That has never been touched before.
First my legs float from under me and I can only lie
Like a board as the tingling stirs through
Every nerve of my electrical pathways.

I can feel the currents firing all around us
But as the friction increases with the motion
Of each thrust, I can feel you beginning to melt
Inside of me. I become moist as my temperatures
Begin to rise and soon you are engulfed in my waves.
Now you are simply a puddle flowing out of my cup of fire.
I can tell by your moans…
You are shocked by all of the electricity
And you fall limp into my bosom.

Steam fills the air with a passionate aroma
Of sweet perfumes and puddles appear
Where my lifeless body rests.
As we clean up the evidence of our chemical reactions
I can’t help but wonder…
If ever there were opposites that attracted so well,
Like my fire to your ice.