by Angela Smith
She never cries
She never dies
Her heart is made of crystal ice
Without a beat
She can compete
With creatures of the immortal disguise
But as she rises every day
And mourns over her lonely life
Black clouds swim over the bluish grey
And her teardrops fall from the sky
The villagers shed puddles of them just for her
And she marvels at their charm
That something so simply done
Could bend somebody's heart
And as the jewels of their tears reach their feet
And the sympathy she resents leaves
She sees into their beating hearts
And plots to be an evil thief
A boy she stumbles on that day
A boat boy to be exact
She met him more than once before
But this would not be the last
Cleverly she trips into his boat
And lets out a feminine wail
He leaps immediately with her in it
And the boat begins to sail
His broad arms tense and loosen
As he directs the aquatic flight
But as he almost passes the abandoned castle
She steers it to the right
Before he could take a hint
Of her cunning and devilish plans
She lays her palm on the side if his face
And takes a hold of his hands
She tenderly lays his head to her abdomen
But the moment is bittersweet
Because as his ear is glued to her ribs
He hears not a single heart beat
A wave of ice consumes his form
And she revels in her sparkling sculpture
And before his thoughts are frozen ice
He views her as a hideous vulture
In the castle
Holes on its ceiling
Almost falling apart
She places his body on the tarnished throne
And begins to pick at his heart
She never cries
She never dies
But many times she'd tried
And as she looked at his glazed bone structure
Teardrops rain from the sky
How could you?
Who are you?
She rants to her self
As she looks at her childhood friend
The one who hid those resented tears well
She would never see him again
And as the tears soaked and demolished the trap
His racing heart grows calmer
But it also melts her aging heart
Into warm and bitter water
They both collapse
Tangled on the floor
Him shivering
Her temperature high
And the melted ice heating up inside her
Welts into her eyes
And for the first time in her beginning-less life
She arches her back and cries
She weeps until the drops inside her only remain on her cheeks
But before her last breath is over
Something enlarging inside her begins to beat
And as she slowly realizes
She possesses a heart within
She concludes that its reason was
Because the boy was kissing her lips
And as this new feeling of love
Gives birth to a living heart
She decided that she'd endeavor
On a clean and brand new start
The boy was tricked
But stays by her side
And the villagers don't wonder why
But sometimes
In the dark she cries at the loss of their compassion
To the teardrops from the sky
Last updated October 31, 2016