June 10, 2004
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Frozen
she smiles
her face is blue
her tears are frozen
her blue eyes stare
stare straight into yours
they’re so cold
frozen in time
wide open
she can see through you
into your soul
you marvel at her beauty
but you’re vulnerable
because she can
see right through you
new tears run down for you
they freeze
she is so cold
but she cares for you
you shiver in the cold air
you can’t help but stare
stare at her frozen beauty
and her blue face smiles
while her tears freeze
I’m watching Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken…they don’t have it on the thinger! It’s one of my most favorite movies.
Comments (3)
I like your poem! It’s very… blue. Lol. Sorry, it’s really nice though. I happen to like blue
Meaningful.
Sorry I missed you this morning. I was in the kitchen cooking my soft-boiled eggs
Aww I saw that movie so many times!