My Little Ice Storm

Cold hands, warm heart or so the saying goes. But I've been told that through my veins a river of ice only flows! With the coldest of looks that could freeze you at fifty yards and more I'm told I have a heart of stone that's chilled right to its core! But this little ice show does mask a fire that brews one that threatens to slowly burn then explode just like a fuse So be grateful for my ice storm a thaw can set in quick but be careful where you start a flame it might just be my wick!!