Black Lagoon Chest

You plunge your hands into my black lagoon chest
And stir the icy waters in the giant boulder cave
Searching for a heart

The cold
Is from inside
There is no summer sun that warms me
Or crackling fire that banishes the storm

I shiver
Curled up
From the cold inside
It never stops because I am what’s cold inside

You reach your soft glowing hands into my black lagoon chest
And draw ribbons of light through the water
Painting strokes of warmth

I am drowning
I am freezing
I am sinking from the surface, paralyzed
I am sinking from the sky

I can’t hear anything
I scream but I can’t make a sound
I cry, but that is the lagoon, not my tears.

You search. Methodically.
For the frozen girl
Until you fingers brush against my wrist.
I feel your pulse, you say it’s mine
You wrap me in blankets of light
And hold me until my story finishes tumbling out of chapped lips