Ice Cubes

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Improv 2002

It's a hot day

in the middle of summer

So humid,

if feels as though

we could drown

But through the heat

and humidity

We still sit close to each other

on the couch

A thought comes to mind

and I run to the kitchen

to retrieve ice

I return to you

wrap my arms around you

and caress your back

as the ice melts in my hand

A chill runs down my spine

as you run an ice cube

on my neck

It may be hot outside

but inside

it's nice and cool

with you



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 6-4-04. It's my 142nd improv. It's about a dream I had.

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Exquisitely beautiful