Ice Wine - Lia Ices

I’d hate to leave you while we still combine

An unready bud ripped from the flower spine

And I’d hate to leave you like the eyelash that flew

Never seen again but as a wish for you

The bones they are trees not our enemies

When they wave in the wind and grind their brittle teeth

And I collect their skin.

Yes I need their bark

For my new kind of hide in my new kind of dark

These fruits that we have grown have froze

Heavy on the vine

Winter brew is born from the temporal and rime

The thicket and the thistle cry new kind of wild

Drink up to new dead and new alive

I’d hate to leave you like a setting sun

When the minutes and hours have all but added up

And I strike this tinder as an oath and a vow

Winter is wild.

I’d hate to leave you now

These fruits that we have grown have froze

Heavy on the vine

Winter brew is born from the temporal and rime

The thicket and the thistle cry new kind of wild

Drink up to new dead and new alive