Fire kissed her throat, a burning rose,
and fearless, she entered the cold embrace—
the water, a mirror of shattered stars,
her closed eyes carved constellations,
as the universe spun softly in her veins.
Since I can swim here anytime even I the Winter alone in the cold seas, I have a tendency to float staring at the sky, the stars and listening to the hum of the Earth. I am truly amazed at how small and insignificant we are. Okay I've done this drunk too many times also.