Ice Kissed

The crystal palace has been shattered
in the cold lands beyond
sight and hearing

A sun shines in the cloudy climes
where only darkness once
enshrouded

Like a beacon she shines
with frost flecked
cheeks

Ice white and blue emanate from
a soul so warming it seems
cold to the touch

Left Ice Kissed in the wilderness…
Holding purity in my hands…
Left wonting for one more touch…

She is Ice
and
She has melted me.

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