Baked In A Freezer Poem by Asaolu Abayomi

lying still on my cold plain
motionless I am under my blanket
pain alone it is to step out
my hands tied to my sofa
my heart coldly frozen
my thoughts blankly shaken

my sofa turned my fear
my fear turned my hideout
no retreat my thought
but surrendering my option
my abode pours ice
maybe an illusionary snow

I tried till my last
inventor I turned suddenly
trial and error
error upon errors
still no hiding place for me
only to accept my fate

only after my last try
my booting machine signaled
my oven is much awake
my cold heart pumped again
for I don't need a remote to turn on

remembering your tender touch
my cold heart became warm
I remembered your lips
my system resurged
I flashed my heart to your kiss
my whole spirit aroused
I remember your head to toe
never missing a figure
my breath regained consciousness
I was baked in my freezing sofa
resurrected by just your thought