My frozen eyes can see eternal youth
In lands with frozen meadow, where thou live,
Coming from stars that always hide the truth
In icy love, which has cold thrills to give.
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Wow, it's a beautiful poem! I like it very much... A frozen love of an icy heart
What is icy that is always frozen..is proved now but why then we long for summer with ice-blond blue-eyed women to feel the white flakes of love`s nimbus cloud in blue firmament? -the summers we have are not enough for a lifetime to melt the ice...in life therefore many of us end up something or somewhere where we participate the peace and patchwork of breaking the ice a bit..the rest all remains a longing in words-iced up to be poetry..well written...inspiring poetry