Winter in My Heart Love is so cold it freezes her tears Dripping like diamonds down her face Her faint breath weaves a misty halo Wrapped in ice, a heart has no place Hands beseeching mirroring her pain Bloody icicles a testament to despair In supplication this lonely ice maiden Awaits death's peaceful shroud to wear Barren wastelands stretch before her Where once were fields of happiness Encased in fozen misery this tableau Winter etched in every line of her lonliness Snow falls like a dusting of sweet sugar Coating her like some ghostly figuerine Soon pain's drifts will smother her forever An icy monument to love that might have been NEXT BACK HOME �1999 by Hilary McPhee. may not be reproduced without written permission of the author
Love is so cold it freezes her tears Dripping like diamonds down her face Her faint breath weaves a misty halo Wrapped in ice, a heart has no place Hands beseeching mirroring her pain Bloody icicles a testament to despair In supplication this lonely ice maiden Awaits death's peaceful shroud to wear Barren wastelands stretch before her Where once were fields of happiness Encased in fozen misery this tableau Winter etched in every line of her lonliness Snow falls like a dusting of sweet sugar Coating her like some ghostly figuerine Soon pain's drifts will smother her forever An icy monument to love that might have been
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