Frozen

Fingers lightly touch the raw cut ice
its landscape a harsh one filled with sharp
jagged edges that if rubbed
would surely rip skin from flesh
and flesh from bone
but the cold does not reach forward
to numb these fingers
even thou it can be smelled in the air
in looking closer a dark fluid starts
to defuse across this slight connection
into the boundary that is the ice
forming a dark mist in the realm
beyond the fingers borders
molecules happily move forward
into this frozen oasis
in turning a face can be seen
hovering above the seductive crystallized water
but the diffusion is coming faster now
as dark ribbons form within the ice
pulsing vibrating in its new realm
the face encapsulated with a look
once thought death could only give
the hand too is encapsulated
but it was lost and found
behind the icy walls
fallowed quickly by arms shoulders face
head and finally body
all is melted in the ice