My lover’s eyes are stony,
impassive,
like the inscrutable eyes
of God
when we make love.
And I am a precious jewel,
shining radiantly
in the mirror of his gaze,
my skin creamy ivory,
my lips pink like rhodochrosite,
the hard rubies of my nipples gleaming,
waiting to be polished further
by his tongue.
We glow together.
Love is a diamond,
multifaceted and rare,
formed from the weight
of extraordinary pressure,
yet exquisite to behold
when all is said
and done.
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