Ice left out too long becomes warm
Coffee left out too long becomes cold
It all depends on where you start
From warmth
To ice
Being left out and forgotten changes you
“The only thing constant is change”
But nothing is permanent, even change
You find your warmth or your relief
That compliments you in unbelief
The sound of their voice more melodic than unexpected compliments flowing from the lips of angels
Simple listening unwraps your life in tangles
But distance grows only for a moment or a few days
You forget their voice, the familiar ways
Something so sweet yet you succumb into tears
Longing only to hear the sound of their words
The rate and inflection like songs sung by birds
To hold their hand tight
feel their body so near
Is all that you need to erase all the fear
Words from their mouth like kisses on ears
Floating on waves with depth of the ocean
Raise his hand up to silence commotion
Commanding divinity makes  frozen hearts melt
And boils your blood
Starting you back in the ice and coffee like mud