The Creatures - Ice House

The ice house preserves
with incestuous flowers
their nightly perfume overpowers me
the stamens kiss
entwined devouring
the heart will melt whilst the ice remains

erogenous touch -- of brother and sister
the ice retains life -- no offspring to bear
phallic flower etched into my memory
a feline form on a frosty pane

not ashes to ashes
not dust to dust
a beckoning bouquet
of blossoming lust

oh will you stay -- until this moment's complete?
oh let me freeze you -- with this fragrance so sweet
we shall not slither and wither away
the door will lock shut -- when the ice names the day