This poem has contributed greatly to my dream avi.
She has a Heart Of Ice.
Nothing can touch her.
She seems invincible.
Gliding the way she does.
Speaking how she chooses.
Doing what she does best.
It's wondrous how one person can be as strong as she.
On the outside she's as strong as can be.
Her skin cold.
Her lips soft but firm.
Her long white dress to keep her safe.
The long brunette hair is the only color you'll see around her.
She flows through the halls with her icy chill.
When she speaks, it's as though her voice is only meant for you.
She's very convincing you see.
It's all a part of her image.
Keeping up with it isn't hard for her.
She never breaks down.
Never gives up.
Always having the same mission in mind.
Everyone else has no idea what her deal is.
She never lets anyone in.
And if you're wondering why,
take a look at this.
Heart of Gold.
Mind of Solid.
Body of Soul.
Spirit of All Beings.
He was everything.
It was found of the shores of her home land,
some while ago.
Many believe it was about a man she loved.
One who turned her down.
One who died.
Which myth is true no one but the Queen herself shall know.
But for now she remains the Sorceress.
Nothing can get her.
No one can touch her.
She's the just the girl of mystery.
Never aging.
Never forgiving.
Maybe one day she will open up.
And tell you her story.
Maybe one day her Heart Of Ice
will turn into a Heart of Love.
For now, we suffer.
Until her reign is no longer.
Someone save her.
Please forgive her.
That's all she needs.
Is love.
Something she may never get.
Something she needs the most.
Something no one realizes will solve it all.
No one wants her.
No one likes her.
No one understands her.
You think there's always that one person.
But she has no one.
And no one has her.
And even if it takes a life time.
I know she will wait forever.
Because
she
is
me.
