Black Ice Heart

Black Ice Heart

Her icy stare made me shiver
Even if she made me quiver

I’d close my eyes our lips would part
If only to melt the ice queen’s heart

She leads me on, I’ve no choice to follow
My brain is numb, my heart is hollow

Across the tundra I would trek
For a fleeting glimpse, a tiny speck

Of hope I dare to dream in bliss
For one frozen and yet fiery kiss

My soul would soar to dizzying heights
Among snowy clouds and frosted lights

But alas, she leaves me in the cold
Alone wind burnt with none to hold

Cold-hearted bitch

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Doug Langille
me@douglangille.ca

Husband, father, writer and shameless technophile.

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