The Yuki-onna Poem

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In the snowy night, with icy breath,
A ghostly figure, with skin like death.
Her hair is black, her lips so blue,
The Yuki-onna, a spirit true.
She glides on ice, with graceful ease,
Her touch is cold, her heart may freeze.
Her eyes are piercing, her voice so clear,
The Yuki-onna, a phantom to fear.
Her form is fair, her beauty stark,
A vision haunting, in the dark.
She lures with charm, she tempts with grace,
The Yuki-onna, with a frozen embrace.
But beware her kiss, so icy cold,
For the Yuki-onna's heart is bold.
Her love is fleeting, her touch severe,
A winter's chill, a frozen tear.
So stay away, from her snowy domain,
The Yuki-onna's beauty, a cursed refrain.
A ghostly specter, of winter's might,
The Yuki-onna's presence, a chilling sight.