Ice Prisms

When you go
When you leave
Me like that


Fire Flames

When you show
You believe
Our love fits


Me Hurting

Icefire  pain

Icicle rain
Frostbitten brain

Us Burning
 
Hug me fast
Talk me past
Needing you

           
December 99



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