That Fire Fears To Follow

I am the snow that drifts and swirls
I am the ice that cracks unbreaking
A hardened shell that will not melt
Encasing warmth within

I am the princess with skin so pale
That fire fears to follow
I am the winter with trees so frail
That earth goes dry and hollow

I am the ghost that floats above
The ground I cannot touch
I am the bleach that wipes away
The colors I can't detect

I am the frost that coats the grass
And numbs away all feeling
I am the moss that grows and lasts
Throughout the darkest season

I am the wind that blows about
Unsettling leaves in passing
I am the cold that feels no heat
But rather steals the soul