Ice queen
She freezes
at every word,
every sound,
avery touch.
Impermeable
to anything
softer than
her northern skin.
Her voice
cooler,
icier than
the boreal winds.
The sun comes up,
sees her,
falls in love
with the layer underneath.
Drip from her arm,
drop from her nose,
drip from her hair,
she's melting.
Until,
she freezes again,
at every word,
every sound,
every touch.
at every word,
every sound,
avery touch.
Impermeable
to anything
softer than
her northern skin.
Her voice
cooler,
icier than
the boreal winds.
The sun comes up,
sees her,
falls in love
with the layer underneath.
Drip from her arm,
drop from her nose,
drip from her hair,
she's melting.
Until,
she freezes again,
at every word,
every sound,
every touch.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| killea: | Dinsdag, mei 03, 2011 05:23 |
| super beautiful xx j |
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| Odypody: | Maandag, mei 02, 2011 22:09 |
| in de ontdooi fase!~ Mooi:) Gr,Ody |
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| Balance106: | Maandag, mei 02, 2011 21:56 |
| erg graag gelezen! groet, balance |
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| Auteur: Zo Gezegd | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 mei 2011 | ||
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