Glaciem Saltator
A body fashioned in all directions
When it glides across the wind
Filled with the white drops of hope
Pain; love.
You were broken free of worry
Holding chaste lips against yours
As you flew,
Blood pumping you knew your truth
Satisfaction was what you created
While the ice blended with your toes.
You knew the melody
Words blooming from the curves
Of your arms, hips, and smile.
Your faults built you up
With the silver composer
You wrote out your passions
Allowing color to splatter
On the canvas, you knew as cold,
Unforgiving, ice
You held onto his fingers
Nose pressed to his and whispered
Agape; a gentle word
That you knew nothing about
Then you pulled away
Dancing as your body shouted
Eros; showing the world your meaning
Placing your name in history
As the lines swallowed you whole.
You offer the one thing you have
Hidden in the crevices of your ribs
You threw out your love
Allowing the world to drown
In what you called yours.