i want the sun to rise and
for the sun to warm me up, it's just
too cold, shivering, shivering, it's
too cold inside my own head
too cold for normal
thoughts to buzz and bring and
you're the A/C unit running full blast,
with frost crystals and icicles and
chilling my mind, you're the reason
i have to wear a jacket to

(but without you this
superconduction wouldn't be possible,
and though i'm chilled
to the bone, frost playing
up my spine and
like powdered sugar in my eyelashes,
i wouldn't say
stop i
turn you