I once danced with the Queen of Snow
Out in the fields and way
Her and I, a perfect pair
To revel in the night
Her steps were light
Not a track could be found
Unless you count my own
On through the night
One last frigid tango
Before the sun would rise
I once sat with the Queen of Snow
On hills of powered dust
My arm around her shoulder
Enchanted by her chill
A broken heart
Her icy hands would mend
A gift for her new love
Buried down deep
We shared a white blanket
My gift; a warm embrace
I once kissed with the Queen of Snow
Tasting her dry, frost lips
But found my lips stuck to hers,
Which causes us to laugh
I traced her hair;
Icicles down her cheeks
Outlining her pale blush
Kissing her head
We held each other tight
Knowing our time grew short
I once watched with the Queen of Snow
The coming of her bane
I gave one last kiss goodbye
As she melted away







