Ice Queen

The silent stalker is put to rest by the hands of the Ice Queen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ice Queen

 

 

Lips painted white

Like the snow falling outside

Her eyes colored blue

Matching her form fitted party dress

 

Fingers tapping lightly on the bar

Eagerly awaiting the bartender

To bring her a Bloody Mary

The only drink to sate her hunger

 

He made his way to her

His Ice Queen in the flesh

Parting the crowd of drunken partiers

To gaze upon her shapely form

 

For months he had waited

Hiding in false illusions

And shadows that didn’t exist

Waiting for the moment he could have her

 

She turned, sensing his approach

Her gaze fell upon him

And her lips turned upward in amusement

Creating delicious dimples on her cheeks

 

He took her by the hand

Lead her to a back room

Where he sat her on a red loveseat

And gently kissed her soft lips

 

She tasted of mint

Fresh and awakening to his senses

And his adrenaline rushed

With hunger for her blood

 

She took his face in her hands

Warm to the touch

And placed a small kiss on his forehead

Above his golden eyes

 

He pulled up her dress

Revealing white lace panties

Feeling her gasp in surprise

And bumps rise on her skin

 

She moved to his neck

Plunging fangs deep inside

He tried to jerk away

But she held him tight

 

At first he leaned in with pleasure

Crying out with ecstasy

But her touch turned cold

Life’s blood draining from his body

 

His veins turned to ice

Blood running cold

And his every muscle stiffened

Paralyzed by her touch

 

His life began to slip away

And he fought for his existence

She held him captive with her stare

Blood staining her white lips

 

Black began to take his vision

His heart began to slow

And he saw the Ice Queen smile

Satisfaction on her wicked lips

 

Anger burned through his body

Not strong enough to melt the ice

And his heart stopped beating

His existence coming to an end

 

She smiled when his life force faded

His life ending before her very eyes

Her silent stalker put to rest

By the hands of his own kind

Author's Note

I got this idea from a song I heard. I can't rember the song, but there was a line that said something about an Ice Queen. And then the idea bloomed into this. I actually really love this write. It came very easy to write. I didn't have to sit and think about it for a while like most of my other poems.

In case it wasn't very clear, the girl is supposed to be half ice maden and half vampire, while the male is full vampire. I plan to write more about these characters in the future. They wont seem to leave my head until I get thier story out.

Reviews

[ANM]

Very well written more of the Ice Maiden please!

[Proxy]

Very dark and seductive I loved it. Had nice flow and wasn't all sing-song like most poems. Loved the description you put in!

[MaggieMortis]

Fell in love with it its amazing

[Kim]

Such amazing words, I really enjoyed this write. Awesome write!

[Jessica Green]

wow, this is a wonderfully descriptive story, a great spin on the well known persona of the ice queen. I felt every line of this, you have a gift for story telling. It was very dark and chilling yet also very sensual, good job!

[Chris]

Good tone and flow...and a fair story to tell...

[Stella]

Beautiful poem! The imagery is spectacular and I loved how your writing told a story through a poem.

[Jibey]

You worked through the structure of the verses with great skill and the story was enthralling... chilling as well as pulsing... dark and sinister... delicious...

[Andrea]

Hi, this is tells a wonderful story, I could just picture it all happening, the stalker being turned on and given his own medicine was a great touch!!

[Enigma]

Wow. That was interesting. Though I couldn't really make out half ice queen half vampire thing but the author's note made that clear. Nevertheless, I enjoyed reading it. Well done.