Winters Heart

darkness withers the heart but for some that thrill is life itself unseasonal to her tenderness but she is drawn to it to her mind it was the tempest she sought a desire too strong to deny she derided him for his winter heart magic he would say liar she would cry but she would never turn him away never deny him his pleasures dire and dark a man with his winter heart bright eyed she opened herself to whatever he desired passions flame burns quick untill all she is and has is gone