Cool as a shiver in the snow, warm as the evening sun
dressed in a taffeta dress of white and silver she glows
Beneath the moonlight a shimmer of gold in her eyes
tendrils of magic escape and the real Queen appears
Ice blue nails fire at a crystal mirror that talks and walks
scarlet candies glitter in snow, ... frozen snow cones.
Red hot chili pepper snowflakes fall on your tongue
gelid stars of heaven on icebound wings, a Moth!
Arctic breeze and glacial stares, she holds it in her hands
a Snow Queen Moth who never cries, on a frozen land.
Ice white lips blow out frost, the little moth gets lost
inside her ruddy palm, a hill of powdery white snow.
Cool as a shiver in the snow, warm as the evening sun
mottled shingled wings, resting on a florid hand of old.
Inside a marshmallow Castle of Lumicor coral and ice,
beats the heart of a Queen, as warm as Indian Spice.
Written by: Mystic Rose aka Vienna Bombardieri
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 7:55 AM UTC
Cool as a shiver in the snow, warm as the evening sun
dressed in a taffeta dress of white and silver she glows
Beneath the moonlight a shimmer of gold in her eyes
tendrils of magic escape and the real Queen appears
Ice blue nails fire at a crystal mirror that talks and walks
scarlet candies glitter in snow, ... frozen snow cones.
Red hot chili pepper snowflakes fall on your tongue
gelid stars of heaven on icebound wings, a Moth!
Arctic breeze and glacial stares, she holds it in her hands
a Snow Queen Moth who never cries, on a frozen land.
Ice white lips blow out frost, the little moth gets lost
inside her ruddy palm, a hill of powdery white snow.
Cool as a shiver in the snow, warm as the evening sun
mottled shingled wings, resting on a florid hand of old.
Inside a marshmallow Castle of Lumicor coral and ice,
beats the heart of a Queen, as warm as Indian Spice.
Written by: Mystic Rose aka Vienna Bombardieri
