it was chai

ellipses on my skin
lungs so frozen that only your breath can melt the ice caps;
polar ice caps formed from the polarization of house and home.
blue is the only color of my memories,
but its not the light blue that it used to be.
you were caught red handed,
drawing ellipses on my skin
and you started the thawing of the ice caps on my aorta.
please tell me that you will be here in the spring,
tracing ellipses on my skin,
and watering the flower garden in the freezer burned flesh of my heart,
that i have big plans to start.