Ice Cold Kisses Poem by Katrina Olson

Ice cold kisses sting my lips

Razor sharp nails pierce my hips

Ice cold blood pours out my veins

Pure bliss melts my pains

Hate runs through my mind

Although its only true love that I find

Ice cold kisses on my lips linger

Drawn in by the slight twitch of his boney finger

Razor sharp nails pierce my skin

My line of life being drawn thin

Once again the ice cold hands pull

My beating heart no longer full

As ice cold kisses sting my lips

And the sharp cold hands pierce my hips.