Snow queens

I know of the real snow queens the ones that live among us

her bright eyes a unique color a shade between blue and green

her hair a rare shade of flaxen a long billowing veil of soft gold

her body both voluptuous and thin a wispy maiden, nymph, or ghost

to watch her is to be mesmerized to be her is every girls’ dream

but beneath her prismatic glass skin burns a fire to kill the girl inside