This Storm

Ice has never been so warm to me.
'Ner been so personal and fulfilling.
Ice, or this glacial storm, has become the center-
The center of my very existence.
His glacial storm has become my everything.

Raging within my heart,
Saving me,
Destroying me,
Making me feel alive,
Entirely, utterly, alive.

Never have I ever been
so proud and confident in another,
Yet so terrified on their behalf.

This storm settles gently upon me,
Setting the scape a soft blue,
Beautiful but sometimes
difficult
to fully grasp.
Like glass shattering,
raining liquid color into my life.

His love consumes me,
his icy eyes the center
Of this beautiful storm.