Wednesday, 16 March 2011

Bejewelled


Her face flashes before me,
My eyes turn to jade.
Her golden hair,
Her pearly skin;
My mind, she has betrayed.

So, I take my stripe of silver
And slide it along my moonstone thighs.
I watch the rubies spill all over,
Through the diamonds falling from my eyes.

My onyx hair hugs my face
And I let out a breathy sigh.
All my jealousy, all my hate
Is crawling down my thigh.

Elation fills my crystal head,
My eyes turn sapphire once more.
I bandage my tear in coral stripes
And clean up my jewels with opal wipes,
And I wait, until the next time to pour.

3 comments:

  1. This is the best poem I have ever read. Jess x

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