Linda

POETRY IS WHAT THE SOULS OF THE ANCIENTS SPEAK TO THOSE STILL SEEKING WHAT IS MOST BEAUTIFUL IN THE WORLD. FROM: LINDA

Sunday, July 26, 2020





Diamonds


They go beyond skin
deep into the ever black recesses
As they dive 
Into that mine
The darkness lit 
by the intimate lamps of their smiles
The cut of those smiles
formed by soft mouths
The clarity of the love shining from their eyes
The carat
that weight, just right
matching the shape of his muscles
The throaty sound he makes in anticipation
of finding the motherlode
The sparkle and shimmer 
illuminated beads of sweat
on their skin
Like diamonds
Sought after and found.  

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