in the ice palace

silent halls, these cold bare walls
etchings in the marble floors?
outside the snow gently falls
I pass thru rain-sheet doors

she sits magnificent and proud
ice throne reflecting light
blazing brilliant loud'
round here it is never night

inclines her head, and brows rise
acknowledges me as here
this sage,this queen un-nice
then it dawns crystal clear

i catch her eye, alive and aware
fiery and passionate
still she reigns alone and bare
chained by chance and by fate

from livejournal 2005-04-18 13:02:00