In lands of frost, where silence reigns,
A Snow Queen dwells, her beauty untamed.
Her icy realm a glistening sight,
A symphony of snowflakes in the night.

A crown of frost adorns her brow,
As stars above reflect her vow.
With every step, a trail of snow,
In her presence, a hushed world aglow.

Her touch transforms all that it meets,
Turning tears into delicate sheets.
A heart of ice, yet deep and wise,
Concealing stories beneath cold skies.

In frozen chambers, crystal halls,
She hears the winter’s whispered calls.
A sovereign of both chill and grace,
A portrait of strength in a frozen space.

But beneath the ice, a longing stirs,
A warmth that winter’s veil obscures.
A desire for a touch of spring,
To melt the ice and let hearts sing.

Though distant, hidden in her eyes,
A hint of longing, a secret sigh.
A Snow Queen’s heart, a frozen sea,
Yearning for love’s thawing key.

So let us see beyond the frost,
Into the soul that love has lost.
A Snow Queen’s tale, a heart held tight,
Awaiting the touch of warmth and light.