The milky waters within my spirit

Flow with the richness of nugget,

Thick with its chocolate fluff melting

Inside my candied mouth.

The sweetness of perfumed breaths

Take hold of my senses when I’m drowning

Inside my humble desires.

My thoughts are of you sandwiched between

Condescending bars of your cell,

Cultivating strident fields of sunlight

For feeding isolated minds of the storm.

Your icy hands cause electricity to flow

Throughout my shivering veins,

And create a needle sensation that burns

Up and down my jagged spine.

Frosted are the chimes that ring

Throughout the laughing night;

Yet, hallow is your voice that chants

Into my ivory ears the feverish melodies

Belonging to snowcapped fairies.