* Iced *

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Cold as ice. So shivery.
Like a feverish, frozen storm.
Wintry. It’s a blazing flame.
Feel a molten heartache form.

In a cryogenic, frosted phase
only liquid oxygen remains.
Burning up, subzero temps
flushed by white-hot icy pain.

A penetrating, piercing freeze
inflames the steamy touch.
Smoldering heat, yet frosty
still with an icicle as a crutch.

by Felicia Lujan
8.8.2014

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3 Comments on “* Iced *”


  1. Excellent Post Felicia!


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