You're a cold beverage that I so much love to drink, cooled by the ices that are so abrasive.

As I gulped, I have swallowed some of them, and they've cut my esophagus. Bleeding, blood mixed with the refreshment you caused me.

I'll endure, for the sake of love.
I'll drink more of you.

The coldness, the ices.
Let them melt for me.

Let "us" be.