Rubies and Diamonds

As single light outside my window,

Welcomes itself in and tickles my ice cold skin.

Bright against the hard contrast that is me.

It stays – it doesn’t go,

Or disappear,

Or leave,

Or least of all,

Disappoint.

It makes my skin sparkle and shine,

As if I were the purest diamond or the greatest ruby,

And yet I am still cold.

If only there were more like you little light,

Perhaps then my soul could be bright.


 

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