by minsue
Ice at the core - passions like molten lava with a sensuous fire to burn away the dross. The poem and illustration ties this rendering up in an excellent way.
I doubt anything could be cold within you or near you!!!
~Honey
to the core. This is short, but packs a powerful punch. Forgive my alliteration, please. I really like this. Thanks, LJ
I think I would like a chance to melt your ice. ;)
Lovely peice Min.
as well as the poetry.
i think after love burns ya..it freezes you..i know about this poem all too well.
lovely piece hun!
The ice at your core doesn't stand a chance against your warmth. Excellent poem, fantastic image...great overall presentation. I'm feeling it.
~lucky
Is this full of double entendre or what? "You see me molten beneath your tongue" could be sexual, sychological, political, or something else entirely. Good pic and presentation.