Frozen Heart
A women's heart
awaits dormant,
as a red glow
of passion
emits softly
through the ice crystals
of her tears;
secretly dreaming
that someday,
the gentle touch
of a tender soul
will warm
her frozen heart.
©Ana Espinola Collins
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