Ice on my finger tips
Hell freezes over
As you dawn on me
Stretch out beyond the horizon
Overcome all that was
Or ever will be
You manifest destiny
Outwit creation
And serenade death
Angels ever witnessing
Trumpets blowing
sacrilegious melody
Your Fortress of storms
Arises at the whim
of craving finger tips
all the sinful and unholy
All the lust in the universe
Comes unbound from your thunder
The sky you break open
As my tender lips can only part
To embrace all you are
And whisper that
I’m yours.

KH