The first day we met,
you are staying at the peak of your icy palace
No other souls can lace
What you are feeling deep inside.
You barely show emotions
Your are moving in slow motions
"Oh, the ice princess"
"Oh the ice princess"
They chanted.
You went down,
you looked at me
you smirked at me.
It made me drool in a bowl of "what do you mean?"
I roared your name then,
you ignored me.
The next day, while I'm on the way,
I saw that you've fallen to your icy palace.
It was my first time seeing you crying
I saw your torn heart
You tried to escape at my sight
by trying to flight
but you failed
I dropped you with "what happened"
But, you didn't give a talk
So I did the walk
I lend my ears to you
Until you learned how to be a friend
I don't know what gamble I embraced
I bet my heart, for this fire and ice friendship
Others are shocked and doubted by pouring these:
"How can an ice embrace the ice?"
"How can an active and a dormant volcano be together?"
No matter what they poured upon us,
I wanted you to hear the words of my heart:
"I never doubted you, I accepted you for who you are,
because within that icy physique of yours is a warm and
a caring soul."
"I'm jovial that you learned to be a friend,
right now, you're the best friend, that I prayed
to never end."
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
