Are Diamonds Forever?

Melting bones seeping into rubies

Crystallized souls that transform

heated soil into beautiful stone

magnificent souls adorned for aesthetic

such jewels once wild beings

now such decoration

you wear me so proudly

with more confidence that I have ever had for myself

with the bearing of a Sultan

when people ask who I am

where I came from

how you found me

your chest puffs up with such pride

and I warm up

and hug your heart

I give you my energy

I give you my support

my love for you

and my love for me

leaves me torn

I could fall into you

and never return

A treasured necklace

always between your arms

A talisman to keep you safe from harm

so pretty for you

and not so quite forlorn

when you kiss me I shine

in your sleep I yearn

for another time

for the more affections I could earn

I know that isn’t good

something I never really should

but your smile

carries the same light of Krishna

And I am only too enchanted to please you

as you wish me to

funny how love is so easily forgiven

and death the farthest thing when living

until it all catches up

and you realize you were just smitten

so sweet even when bitten

you know the risk

but the sight from which its driven

is enough to forget

what you should be remembering

it all seems so never ending.


Outer planets

You were so new to me, a whole new world to discover. 

A world becoming smaller. 

But still vivid and fresh. 

A world worth loving and cherishing. 

I have a world too. 

A world I neglected when I lost myself in yours. 

Now I’ve come back home and see everything with new eyes. 

All the wonders to be nurtured.

All the adventures I have still yet to have. 

There is room enough for your world and mine. 

And I didn’t think there was. 

But there is. 

And I’m going to enjoy it all. 

My freedom. 

My possibly. 

The vastness. 

There is a whole universe of being and I’m going to find it. 


My heart is too full with you. 

You are my water. 

My breakfast, lunch and dinner. 

My essense for living.  

Ive gorged myself on you. 

Now my gluttony is poisoning me. 

Foolish women, you cannot become whole on a half life. 
And I haven’t left room for my self trying to please you. 

When I don’t feel I’ve pleased you at all. 

Making sacrifices you never asked of me. 

Cutting off my hair.

Turning off my song. 

Shrinking and shrinking. 

But I’m am so full and endless. 

And I’m coming undone. 

Outward and open. 

I’m swallowing everything. 

Why should anything be safe?

The world is mine. 
You are mine. 


You set me apart at two halves.

One that is overwhelmed by your attention. 

And a second that is completely neglected by you. 

There is no middle ground.

Not between us. 

Your words say one thing. 

Your actions say another. 

Can you blame me for not listening anymore? 
I’m listening to my heart lamenting. 

The song I so long to sing along to. 

My soul is bleeding for you. 

Is dying for me. 

I have to join the chorus. 

Where I feel whole. 

And I’m sorry that I’m drowning you out. 

My feeling are loud and need to be heard, even if I’m the only one listening. 
My song is important. 

My heart matters. 


You feel like warmth in a world were there’s only 80 below. 

Dug into my heart then settled in my soul. 

Didn’t come for a visit, you had your mind made that my world was your home.

Giving me a solar system of yes, in a life time of no. 

Always telling me to leave but where would I go?

There’s is no where I can find that I don’t think of you. 

Would you just fill me up and stop asking if it’s okay?

Overflow with your essence and take over me. 

Be my morning, evening, night, all day, always. 

Take and take and take away. 

What you give has been so great and you are never done. 

You keep giving away. 

Let me give and let that be our way. 

Give and take. 

An equate exchange. 

How to be soft.

I sat with god amongst the trees. I lamented. Oh God, of the vast, the endless energy. You who never ends and always returns. Why create innocence? Why give me wholesomeness in a world where it cannot be sustained? Everyday is a fight to preserve my gentleness, and I wonder why create things to be destroyed repeatedly? The wind picked up, and God’s fingers began flowing through my hair like relief. You are the gospel of my cause, warriors of love are gentle through the most violent storms. It takes great discipline and faith to remain soft in a world of cruelty. To love in the face of great adversity and hate. It is easy to be like the world and so infinitely hard to be apart of the world. You are not alone. You have sisters in the flowers and trees. You have brothers in the children and pups. Your elk is here along side of you. They just aren’t as transparent. Look at how delicately a flower blooms after the fierceness of winter. A season that consumes all. You my dear, have the soul of a flower and it’s easy resilience. You are not of this world and yet you can change the world, to be of you. That is your power. A power greater than any of this earth. A preciousness like water, ever shifting, ever vital, and ever cherished. In a world of hunger, you are air, a sweet relief from exhaustion. Beauty is a marvelous being, it’s ability to persuade is like none other of this earth. It’s abilities to temper and mold, with a patience umatched is unparalleled in all of existence. You ask me why I gift it to only you? When you should ask me why I gift it to so few. Do not down play your importance. Very few know how to be soft.