You are ice and fire，
The touch of you burns my hands like snow.
You are cold and flame.
You are the crimson of amaryllis，
The silver of moon-touched magnolias.
When I am with you，
My heart is a frozen pond
Gleaming with agitated torches.
编辑：chaxungu时间：2022-10-13 03:02:53分类：英语诗歌
You are ice and fire，
The touch of you burns my hands like snow.
You are cold and flame.
You are the crimson of amaryllis，
The silver of moon-touched magnolias.
When I am with you，
My heart is a frozen pond
Gleaming with agitated torches.
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