Snow Child, The Poem by royness ( ' ' )

He wished for her
and here she stands -
naked and blameless,
ineffable, immaculate-
the child of his eye,

the white of his desire.
Dark magus! -
he has conjured her
and she must bleed for him.

She cannot deny the rose,
nor he -
there is nothing more deadly than beauty.

Her sin will be the death of him -
this rose is a flower
and it will prick.
She screams; this is her Fall -
she is the fairest of them all

but soon she too must melt away,
winter cannot sustain her -
child of ice,
snarled in thorns and make-believe.

Her white skin begins to fade -
in death none is more pure,
she leaves him no remains -

no trace but the bloodstain,
a hole filled with blood,
as cold as love.