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Sweet Release

It's been two years
and all we have to show
is a cryogenic heart
and a fistful of snow

Icy diplomacy
sealed in refrigerators
preventing flesh from thawing
impeding incubators

No sunrise reaching climax
amidst the redness of Aurora
all cold miss calculation
sexless and scentless aura

But I'll make mercury rise
with tricks and groundswells
by chic chicanery
and the casting of spells

The floodgates will burst open
tongue-lashings, intense grilling
melting black ice
with gentle off-shore drilling

And you will come around
strip off your cool disguise
tear down your firewall
with your x-rated eyes

Then I won't need to try
the tables will be turned:
seduce and overwhelm me
with everything you've learned.

© 2007 Aaron Bayley