Yours For Spontaneity and Combustion

Yesterday
Traipsing on a bluff
Where the snow lay thin
I spied a bit of color
Drapped amongst
The frozen canvas

Not much mind ye
Just a tad o' fluff
A tender flo'er
In a plightful state
What hurt me eyene
And pained me hammers
Wit her pitiful cries
So naked and cold
Amid the cruel elements

I drapped down
Onto one knee
And I shielded her
Wit me callous han'
Against the wind
And for a moment
I felt a warmth
[A fire mind ye']
Creeping into me fingers
And crawling towards my heart

I smiled
And i didn't mind the pinch
It caused
And the flo'er
Was never so safe
As she was then
And i [never so content]

Endless hours i sat
Unfatigued
[And the flo'er]
She smiled up at me
Till the ice in me veins
Began to thaw
And wells sprang
[Artesian style]
From both my eyne

Like this I could have remained
Indefinitely
Had i only not heard
The crunch of a heel against the snow
Creeping up behind me
[Startled]
I closed my hand
And you were there
Peering across my shoulder
To see what i had found

Alarmed
On account of the glint in my eye
You shied away
But the damage was done
An the flo'er crushed
I oped my hand
As the cold crept thru to my fingers tips
And [certain i was alone]
I plucked a bit of ice floe out of me eye

With a gentleness unlike to me
I notched her out a resting place
Where i spread the broken petals
As best i could wit me frostbit fingers
And i covered it wit snow

All is buried now
Deep within the freezer
That is my heart
[Awaiting the thaw]

I am TROLL † [-yours for spontaneity and combustion]