Love Sonnet LXXIX

....fire and ice

Love Sonnet LXXIX

 

 

As I glide smoothly across

the ice, as the cold air assails

my face, I feel like I am

flying. Your face

 

appears under the ice, starring

up at me. You are smiling,

your hands, up turned, reach

toward me, inviting me to

 

join you in the cold wet

waters of this dream. I

fly faster, skates moving

 

like a blur, rushing toward

the shore where you sit by

the fire with your loving intentions.

 

Aztec Warrior / redzone 3.22.2026

Author's Note

....thanks for reading