I am cold
Hard yet brittle.
I melt over the warmth of you.
I break to the pressure
and shatter when I fall.
I am smooth and slippery.
I am hard to grasp.
many fall over me.
Yet beautiful when in the right circumstances
The night makes me shine and reflect the stars.
I look silent and peaceful when at the right lighting.
I am hated and despised if I am a surprise.
I tend to be less loved
as my season progresses.
I have few uses.
I am mostly transparent.
My forms are seen often.
Me as a being is nothing unusual.
I am perfectly bland.
I am sharp I can get underneath your skin
and pierce your heart, I can make you feel my body shocking temperature.
They see right through me.
see how clear I am
and everything I am made up of.
I am hard to love because I never stay
I have no choice the weather conveys my presences.
I melt away in the sunlight seen in your reflective eyes
I am missed until I am seen again.
I am. Ice.