Ice

She froze
Her eyes were left surviving
Ice encasing a statue
Inside, a blushed, thudding heart
Years of yearning

Glaciers eroded,
but by the next winter had refrozen
A gentle climber rose to meet her
Admiring her majesty
he hiked and pounded
and stabbed at the ice
to unearth the beating echo that only he heard

Then at last,
He breathed a sigh of near hopelessness
so warm, the ice melted
and her pounding heart was his