She Is Black and White
“She is black and white,”
she is my wintry queen-angel.
She inhabits the icy cold cavernous spaces
in my mind. She feeds me Turkish delights.
She drives her dogsled through my heart at midnight,
her expression frigid, her eyes like piercing icicles
Her wolves howling with every crack of the whip.
She is crazy. She is awesome. She is evil.
SHE IS MY ABOMINABLE
SNOW MISTRESS
Copyright © Jesse Jones | Year Posted 2007
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