Like Ice --- the Waltz

"Black Ice" Sorrow flows from the first sunrise Eyes deeper than winter and rainfall A painful combination never felt before At core death awaits - laughing while she begs for clemency! In her eyes, fault is found in every sunset - after coming down from cloud nine. Impossible to move --- her body stiffen That very moment, a precious Waltz - Expires! Coldplay and winter mist set in Ruins of love clinch an endless echo - taunting the very merry memory. The auditory sensation of broken trust - stride across the way. Icing every thought in a sullen, cold rink. She fell - She crumbled - In a world where hope once existed Today, she will sway alone without a lullaby In a room with no warmth One time a sweet symphony, now a sour moon At last, a different tune begins to fiddle As she grooms the icicles in her room. On every mid-moon, she stares and stares towards the old shriveled lipstick on his pillow Unseen coldness, unsatisfied, incomplete tears She can feel the complete braille of hate --- cascade around the emptiness Throughout her poise frostbite travels in Midnight Summer dreams are near an end Autumn bones covered by winter sleet A deadly force condemns all because of one Lost years crumbled like an avalanche Way deep down inside....... She paints the rain like no other heartache Leaving winter residue behind every step "Black Ice" sits close to the cold canvas on her pale If you seek closely, she is there Immobilized in a waltz, in a waltz, in a waltz Never to linger or trust The "HE" that spoke of love, then melted away ~*~