A Secret Friend
Wednesday, October 4th, 2006Icy
Cold
Yet even the site of you can be refreshing
soothing, calming
or can fire up my mind and leave me exhausted for sleep
with no hope of finding it.
You tantalize, long, golden brown
or flip, black, turning back all light
You can burn me,
bubble over me as I poured over you
in making you.
And yet, yet
you are what I long for […]