My veins stand blue in contrast to winter white skin

The ice water pumping through my veins

Chills fingertips and toes to where numb becomes normal

The rest of my body is quick to follow suit

Heartbeat slows

Face chapped red and dry

Lungs force every remnant of warmth to evaporate in steamy clouds

I give away whatever heat I possess

Surrender to the frigidity

I am a snow angel

Every snowflake refusing to melt on bone chilled skin

The ice remaining days after the snow melts

Sheeting widnshields and roads

I steal warmth from noses, palms, and hot breath

I lend cruel bite to relentless wind

I am eternal

I change with seasons

But I will always remain at the poles

I am constant 

I may morph from dripping glass icicles to leviathan glaciers

From lonely icebergs to crystal choked streams

I shimmer sheet lakes wiht frosty breath

But I will always be cold

Swaddled in blubber, blankets, and sweaters

Craving heat

I temporarily thaw

But I will always refreeze

Sharper and colder than before

It is easier to stay frozsen

Let my windows funnel arctic wind at 60 mph

Let my body become an ice statue

So I have a chance at being beautiful

Frost bitten skin stretched thin over ice sculpted bones

Pale white and clear

A thin ice warning to proceed with caution

Hair frozen dead grass in patch melted snow

Eyes the blue of ice capped mountains

Some may attempt to thaw me

But I am frozen so thoroughly

That each attempt just scars over like freezerburn

Do not try to chip my frozen heart in hopes it will beat again

It only pumps ice through dead veins

My organs crystal glazed wiht frost

I am too cold now to feel any touch

Crave any heat

Leave me to be a winter statue

Moulded of cold, wind, and water

Testament to this frigid numbness

I wear a sparkling crown of arctic winter

I thrive in this cold