ICE BOX

ante meridian
From the heat  
In the afters
Reaching limits test
 
Bringing grids collapse  
Blackout waves rolling
Making presents known
 
Almost tasting darkness  
Arcing sparks abound
Whisperings in ozone
 
Considered long suspecting  
Knowing its approach
Carpet dampened resting
Steamy here with you
 
 
meridian
Curtains smearing sweat
Lightest drapery ruffling  
Concealing its reveal
 
Power slowly failing
Settling in swelter
Pursuing hot relief
 
Metal mountain’s calling
Wafting vintage chest
Icy Coleman airs
 
Arctic blast expressing
Streaking chill concessions
Our delights containing  
 Frigid at its heart
 
 
post meridian
Opening ripe pluots
Hottest spaces filling  
Cooling juices flow
 
Approving gasps devour
Frosty cherry tippings  
Tracing your outlines
 
Summer flesh inflaming  
Soothing yet resides
Soaking melon pools
 
Embracing skins’ savannas  
Spent together lying
Sating hungry hearts
With Coleman’s winter winds