Your Family’s Diamonds

Your vulnerability is of the highest quality

My wounds touched a sore point, stitched back together by your silver needle

Excruciating pain, but your sun shines back at me

Your love is my holy grail

My life, an open book, rip out the pages that belong to my past

Lost in the darkest nights between vitality and the colossal emptiness

Your love is an observation of my true self

My poems, a pathetic imitation of your magnificent self

Lilac butterflies creating a halo over your head

Your family's diamonds united into one incomprehensible person

My lies, the only thing I used to feel

Excruciating pain, but your moon shines back at me