Jack Frost
with your silver hair,
and your silver tongue
get your cold fingers
away from my lungs
Jack Frost
don't you dare breathe on me-
Your breath is so cold
And from your lips the story unfolds.
What do you want, Jack Frost?
To freeze me with your flakes,
to blow your cold death kiss
And leave me standing there with blue lips?
Jack Frost ,
With your icy blue eyes,
In the winter light
Glimmering and crystalline
perhaps you are the most beautiful person I've ever seen.
But one touch from you
and Frozen is all I'll ever be.
