I may be winter
Cold eyes with a colder soul
And a frozen heart;
There is freezing air in my deep sigh
And the deepest white I wrap around
Even the greenest garden came barren with my snow
Am I the queen of the dead?
You are living – life does know
Whether to stop or let them go
Let be my brightest sun of the year
Wear me the crown of fuming fire;
I would love to melt in pain and heat,
And become the longest river in retreat.
Be my burning knight of dreams
Dive into my deep and colossal waves
Ride my flow as the phoenix does
Let the untamed desires melt into the tides of deep deep ocean
I came as death in a hundred ways,
You turned them life with a single touch –
Be my albatross in a northern sea
And the brightest star you used to be.