I wish you would remember
the hands on the glass
the hallow sound
the heat of my breath
the fog between us
kissing windows in the past
our loves like icicles
growing on the fences
dripping into hours into minutes
into seconds
our loves like icicles
cool and getting warmer
hot and getting hotter
till one forgets the other
our loves like icicles
icic- redundant
icy,icy everywhere
I see you until the
end
