The night sky rolling low and cold
over my chest, my knees, my stomach, my
toes. My back melting into the hot pool
and over my sides, that sloshing
across the ribs lungs shaking above the surface.
Starry night behind steam misting from the
pool, ice and snow just beyond the
edge, where heat and breath melt.
We bring in huge snowballs
to the pool, to watch as the heat
melts the snow, so quick and jagged.
Not necessarily as gentle as you’d think.
In chunks. Where crystals form, where