White Crystal Snow on the verge of sleepy Bones
Glimmer Veil blown away
this is the Dress of Madame Blanche
Let your Mantel shine
let a lonely Heart divine
the Glamour of your piercing Ice
Melting, squeezing, spreading into the Ground savours your Skin the Power of a changing Being
Unfolded Branches amidst a pale Winter Chest
captured Noises under your sweeping white Dress
The Set is unstable, it is not meant to stay a Wish of Peace and Rest will but remain
From the Top through the Trunk
this is the beauty of your frozen Heart
A Whirl, a Glide, a Punch
this is the Pas de Valse of Madame Blanche
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 1:30 PM UTC
White Crystal Snow on the verge of sleepy Bones
Glimmer Veil blown away
this is the Dress of Madame Blanche
Let your Mantel shine
let a lonely Heart divine
the Glamour of your piercing Ice
Melting, squeezing, spreading into the Ground savours your Skin the Power of a changing Being
Unfolded Branches amidst a pale Winter Chest
captured Noises under your sweeping white Dress
The Set is unstable, it is not meant to stay a Wish of Peace and Rest will but remain
From the Top through the Trunk
this is the beauty of your frozen Heart
A Whirl, a Glide, a Punch
this is the Pas de Valse of Madame Blanche