Diamonds

My eyes
Your pride
My moan
Your soul
My ears
Your fears
My blurts
Your words
My future
Your tentured
My irresponsibility
Your destiny
My mountains
Your creations
My burdens
Your comforts
My diamonds
Your diamonds
My Shine
Your time
My luster
Your clusters
My chance
Your chance
We come in different shapes and sizes
Arrangements and surprises
We give off a glow of a must see
In our own ways we are so unique
No two diamonds give the same shine
Maybe of the same class but of a different prime
A diamond is a diamond
Cut right for perfection, simply priceless

Joya
10.04.2011