The Thawing
In your arms i stood,
A silent being of ice,thawing..
My heart beating,
while the warmth embraced me..
That i,
frozen that i am,
feel a fire burning..
ironically, from the solid frost
that has defined me,
compounded my acceptance
of what i thought i was,
but now is not.
You built in me a spark,
that is now blazing,
rapidly coursing through my veins..
and now i feel
the fire from you,
and i love.

-- inspired by my life-- baba.