light up the darkness
She's my window frame
my window pane
which I lay upon
all the oranments of my soul
My glass heart
fractuals reflecting in the dark
all of my joy and pain
My eyes are like gems
resembling the milky way
solar systems apart
clarify to a universe of disarray
A puzzle box holds my emotions
next to a pen shaped like a sword
made of my words, along with devotion
displayed in this shadowbox of hers
Your metaphors are superb, like flowers blooming on a dark cave where the sun doesn't see and I like them.
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