Ice Cold
Ice Cold
Leave summer behind before it starts
Take to the molten core of Earth
Too much heat and fire is not enough
Make it hotter, burn, dissolve the calm
Winding roads turn straight under high pressure
Temperature rises, blazes passages
Folds them inside out with endless furor
Ashes build on lava flows
Harsh and slow, down where low roads go
Start a furnace wild, hard to handle
Melt. Feel fever. Sweat. Take in infernos breathe
Touch the sun before it sets
There is nothing left but heat
So be content.
Fire is your friend
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2015
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