Ice Cold
She had a smile that captured
The very essence of you
Sweet and soft words
A Latina who descended from the heavens
Her sweet voice would melt you
Till you become the water around her
Then it dawned on you
She was as cold as ice
Her white dress became black
Her beauty became her sword
She swiftly cut open your heart
Your blood flowed onto her
Crimson red Queen
She who devoured you
Your soul now empty
Her heart still Cold as ICE
Her smile forever frozen upon the tomb of your heart
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2014
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