The Sugar On Ice Poem by Dona Jean

Aurora sleep a hundred years,
But my heart cried a million tears
of a so called love now I fear;
that I won't hold or touch so dear.

Let's say I'm bitter my sweetness died
together with my love make me tired.
I won't expect my heart to fire
The sugar on ice won't melt its sour.

Pour more ice it gets cold
Stir, the sugar won't melt that's how it told.
Time past, sweetness sleep now contained
A cold snow queen in no time remain,
Until such time, sugar would melt by another man again.
I could sing my love song, I refrain
Let me feel this sugar from my pain.
Sun rise for me, no more rain.