Diamond wrinkles on her laugh-clad sweet face
I'd burn to ashes for her in the furnace
Keep me like a ring or a shoelace
It's all so much the same
How does she know what skin shakes me
Laughter crackling like a melody
A home that's lighting up under a pallid Christmas sky
It's gifted, how we know our wishes
Tragic when we can't fulfil them
Longing, stargazing, endless questions
"Why?"
She shakes her head, she loves me mostly
I can keep her like some poetry
She will go to dance
I smile and smile until my ribs crack
Sadness swirling down my long back
She leaves a forlorn man.