The Ice Man Comes Alive

If u had a mole at the tip of your nose

breasts as small as lemons

sad deep set eyes, so blue

surrounded by laugh wrinkles

I would find perfection in your toes

and the way your hair gathers light

in a thousand hues of yellow

Just one smile would hold me

keep my spirit warmer than a dream fire

in coldest days of winter

and cool me in the summer time

ice cream on my tongue

Your voice is more pleasant

than the sight of a thousand butterflies

gathered in green fields

You make the ice man come alive

to melt into a cup of water;

for the comforting of your lips