Fire and Ice

(poems go here)Blue-gray ice, lost in a sea, found by fire, orange-red flames. Not melted, but loved. By that which shouldn't, yet does. It won't work. It can't work. The world has decreed that it must be so. The fire wishes, she hopes. Optimism, however, has never been her strong point. The ice. He is beautiful. Glittering like a fairy with crystal wings. Oblivious, hopefully, to the affections of his friend. Being a friend. But only that. The fire looks on, flame burning, knowing. Yet dreaming. Watching the ice pierce her fragile, burning heart. ache. Orange-red flames, lost in a conflagration, found by ice, blue-gray cold. Not extinguished, but sustained, by that which wouldn't, yet does. Orange-red tresses, Blue-gray eyes. Both wanting... what they can't have. Fire and ice, Together but apart, opposites in every way, alike in the same.