As the pearly white snow falls,
Your stunning body comes to mind.
More of a wonder than Niagara Falls,
So amazingly pure, sweet, and kind.
The skies covered in calming gray,
With blue hidden underneath,
Describes your piercing blue eyes,
To a wonderfully perfect “T”.
The molten sun’s rays, so just and fair,
Sparkling against the unsoiled pure snow,
Reminds me much of your once golden hair,
Now brown and yet not lacking in that luster glow.
The crisp, cold scent of the pristine winter airs,
Versus your own personal sweet smell of vanilla.
Though one reminds me of Christmas fairs,
Yours is the reason I’m writing this stanza.
Just as breathtaking as the Polar Ice,
Even I can see your splendor at only sixteen.
I don’t care if waiting forever is my price,
I will always love my beautiful Ice Queen.
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