desire

To me this almost seems two seperate poems at first, but after thinking about it, I realize that it's not at all.

in fields of bright colours 
I wrote

a blush of wings in snow 
my thoughts are accidentally    
peppered red  
muffled  
ducks encased in icy steaming water 
no less solid, but   
undefined 

I fear
what  I desire most 
each night a dream of  rescue 
my face distorted 
a life lived 
asleep

The strong winter, dark ominous cold of the first, offers such atmosphere and enhances the dream motif so significantly, I can't see how it would work seperated, except perhaps as 'parts 1. and 2.' but even then i dont' know that that much of a logical break would work. I am quite taken by the  use of the double meaning and line-breaks to force both meanings there at the end, and then the clincher which, while certainly not a unique thought, is laid out neatly and cleanly and honestly.  I suppose in L4 you could remove the 'are' .. and possibly even make accidentally a parenthetical. I liked the play of muffled both on the thoughts and the duck. I think that works rather brilliantly. As a resident of the cold regions, I'm so familiar with the 'icy steaming water' with it's sweet little internal paradox climbing neatly in one moment through the entire water cycle.