They say diamonds never break
And yet her heart,
When it did,
The golden of her hair –
Rustled.
Her ruby lips –
Quivered.
Her deep set pair of obsidian –
Glistened.
And
Brine traced its way.
Across the silver.
Of her skin.
Forming along its way –
A pearl.
Washed ashore.
On the granite.
Of my hands.
Sui Generis 
Gorgeous poetry!
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Thank you!
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My pleasure š
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Love your poetry – it has such a visceral quality. I wish I could write like you. Thank you for following my blog and appreciating my poems!
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Thank you so much Satyen! Believe me you do not have to write like anybody. Just stick to your writing style and that in itself is praiseworthy!
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Oh wow! I loved the exquisite use of metaphors! Brilliantā¤
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Thank you once again!
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Reblogged this on worldtraveller70.
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Thank you so much.
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I wish you Happy New Year 2021 !
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Wish you the same my friend. happy new year.
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