Slipping down the blades

The ice does gasp up out of the ground
Breathes along my feet and my fingers
And plays in my hair.
The ice spread out wide, quivering beneath
The loving finesse of my steely caress
Leaving two grooves in her smooth skin fair.

Softly she murmurs in our shared one breath
Softly she murmurs that she is content
But together we sense the infinite moment
Of the long lone line twisting ecstasy’s instant.
She takes my hand, eyes mirrored now, and quiet
Locked behind, within limpid pools of light.

The fuming frenzy long hidden in her heart
The secret yearning of her most concealed part
In her eyes just reflected, in only but a glimpse
Behind the lies of her content, the turmoil that twists.
I sense that it weeps to come forth within the light
Dance at her pleasure, at her eternal delight.

She longs that I step over my invisible constant line
To break it forever, unleash the beast untried;
To cut the forlorn chord forever preventing the fall.
Beyond the thread, finesse becomes frenzy
Over a mountain’s edge cut of fear and of joy
She would tear up my dread and grant me it all.

So I gather together all my strength and my skill
And I race unchecked to the bright spine of pain.
The rule spins shattered, I’m skating on but my Will
I know, unleashed, it brings my death and doom.
The Instant arrives and my feet rebel, slipping
‘Trust yourself’ she murmurs as the line’s reborn.

She shows that how it hides Chaos’ complex harmony
The line that wavers between the truth and the dare
The line that hides the rise from the fall.
Only he who dares can know this place;
Only he who falls will rise to the height
Where, without adornment, the Lady does wait.