Ice ice baby

 Touch but don’t break what you don’t understand

I am not some bit of ice
Hanging off the roof
But a creek
Frozen over on the top
With quick water beneath 
So clear to the bottom
But still unreachable
Crack the surface
And still icy waters wait
Now is not the season
Wait
The time will come
And then I’ll let you in
No mystery
Just truth
baby