Ice on the glass.

It’s cold through the window,

The glass building ice

Shaking the skin

Looking in the mind

For the warmed

For the one time

Eternal flame in time

In my mind, in my eye.

The one time I can hold for warm.

To ease the skin

To ease the heart and the mind.

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