by Ice Princess Icicles hanging over my window to the world Sparkling like fiery diamonds in the cold winter moonshine Glancing at them, I see you in the distant darkness of my world of vivid imagination Hovering in the distance in your white silk gown Your golden locks shimmering Eyes glowing, radiating, piercing deeply in to my lonely soul Reaching for you, I realize I am touching the ice Immense cold penetrating my fingers, my hand, sending shivers through my soul I hold on until I feel the heat as if burning Ice Princess, cold, distant impregnable Once you told me the woman you are I’m not easily fooled, I see clearly and it is transparent for me I feel the real heat – actions speak The icicle is slowly melting in my hand gently dripping The moistness cleansing away my pain, my agony Looking deeply into your distant eyes I hear your whisper in the cold lonely night Ice Princess no more, feeling your soul embracing me Lovingly warming and protecting me
