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When the heat rises

Poetry By: Nixie

Tags: Ice, Summer, Heat, Cold, Drink

This was something completely random. I didn't want to give the end away but I think you will get it before the last line.

Submitted:Jun 9, 2008    Reads: 146    Comments: 18    Likes: 16   

Here I sit
The ready soldier
Cold and deprived of your touch
And stuck at your mercy
I'm completely surrounded
And clogged inside myself
Frozen like a memory
Are the days I ran free
And here I wait
For the day you come
The day the heat rises
And you have no choice but to surrender
That's when you'll open the door
And reach inside for me
Finally breaking me free
Into your fizzy lemon pop!


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