Behind the facade…

Behind the facade… Behind the ice towers

Safely out of reach of haters
Their love burned brightly
They kept it sacred and safely out of sight.
He had learned to present a stiff upper lip because many didn’t understand

The power of her lips…transforming his weakness into strength… The world could never know…for their safety…he only showed a cold frozen front

But those who looked closely saw the delicate care in the carvings

It was symbolic of the white hot passion they savored. He led her and she followed him. A blended dynamic duo

What happens behind careful facades….the public needs not know
For only in the safety and cover of privacy did she melt away the covers and his inner beast provided her the fuel

For after their play…he would erect another ice sculpture for the public to see…for it was his duty…to protect her from all who could not have her.

The master ice maker knew that she had selected him…to be her protector.

Behind the facades…a vigilant beast kept his queen in heat

These words were used to announce a blog post that is now happily living in the archives  here. Thought I’d take them from social media and share them as their own unique post. Playing about with poetry every once in a blue mood