Not Fire but by Ice

The bitter taste of snow....

The cold air infiltrating my nose...
Smothering warmth I had grown accustomed too...
Is this life...
After dancing with desire?

I expected to be burned...

After tangoing with lust...

To be destroyed after desiring....

But to be stuck...

In this frozen world...

Watching the snowflakes drift by...

Would I change the path that led me here...?

To avoid such a sinful nature...?
Or would I again blunder like a fool...

Into the dark awaiting abyss...

And fall into a madness...

That has left me here..

In this winter land..

As the cold overtakes my soul...

I expected to perish by fire..

But instead of a flaming temptress..

I'm greeted by an ice cold goddess...

Her long pale fingers extended out to me..

To see her pale blue eyes explore my soul...

This is not my end..

I pleaded with her..

But instead she holds my hands..

Pulling me into an intricate dance...

Matching the flurry of snowflakes..

That spin around us..

I dreamt of a fiery temptress who in the end...

Would burn with me in desire..

But now I lay...

With my ice cold goddess..

As our vision clouds..

By painted wings...

The memories of things...

Of yesterday, tomorrow, and today...

Here in the frozen abyss we lay....

As the warm sleepiness takes over...

This isn't my end...

I tried to plead once more..

But her lips silences my dread...

As her hand clasps mine...
And together we enter...

Into a blissful place.