Ice Cubes

Cuddle with me, darling.
We are like two ice cubes.
Still, we are like twins
in a fetal position.
And warm, we shall be
soon, but cocooned
in sleep, not knowing
at what hour we warmed
each other, but we do
remember how we laughed,
light flickering in our eyes,
as our lips touched in the morning.
The ice cube joke between us,
intimately humorous.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Williams Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 4:09 AM
Dear Kim,this is such a beautiful and intimate poem. The imagery of ice cubes and the warmth that comes with closeness is so tender, and the way you describe that fleeting yet meaningful connection is captivating. I love how the moment of shared laughter and warmth feels like a quiet, precious memory—one that lingers without needing to be fully understood. It's a lovely mix of playfulness and depth!..Hugs
Rodrigues Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 4:52 AM
Thank you for all that you have said. Means a lot. So glad you liked this one :) Hugs, Maria!
Hind Avatar
February 25, 2025 at 11:04 AM
Love the metaphor - ice is barely alone, but it's ice! <3
Rodrigues Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 4:51 AM
Thank you, Paige!
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