from a dark white sky
you fell into
my snowy body
like sun
at the window of my
ice hotel from the
pools of your face.
i see them widening
like burst banks
of deep sky-brown.
i'm dreaming i like
the softnesses
of you,
your mouth hand-pink
in mine,
the stretches of fleece
that untundra me.
i tip
the stone cold nights
riverward to the fish
that sink to see me
shivering;
as opening elsewhere
like sunrise,
you bring out your flint
to unfurl me
in the blue orange flame
of your fire
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