there once in heaven was a maiden fair
with deep brown eyes and long dark hair
born on the moon to the molten sun
her life on earth just begun
when there she met a man of stone and ice
with snow white hair and cold blue eyes
who lived afar in the vast frozen land
neither sun nor heat could thus withstand
but in his eyes she saw the key
to the shackles of all to set them free
from his barren heart and her fiery fate
together they trekked to the glacier’s gates
and there made camp on an alpine lake
with temperate climes they could partake
and so they found the way to love long lost
in a land of warmth and a touch of frost
2 comments:
I wanted to see how many comments this one would get before commenting myself. I won my own bet.
Most surprising as this is one of your best ever (that I know of...)
Never forget though that lakes and rivers in the North are the tears of the preceding winter, and that the ice that covers them during Autumn is the cold crystal of their despair.
well, dear man from the cold, there are few souls as astute as you and i :)
and i thank you so much for the kind words -
interesting point on the lakes and rivers - something to think about - love the way you said what you said - hmmmmm....the cold crystal of their despair! beautiful!
thanks again, man from the cold!
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