I scatter jewels on every shore
and hide their omnipresent
glitter, dreams alive and well
but shielded from the twist of
vaguely underestimated calls to
other idols.

I neither box nor store the gems
of gold and rubies shining brilliant,
bright and sapphire night and days
of tender incubation, storms
of incandescent, wondrous,
trembling, everlasting height.

I neither share nor horde the
thought of you and me entwined
in beams of thought triumphant,
minds emblazoned, torn between
the love for quality and right and
mighty swords bewitching all we
ever thought was true and tender.

I may not show it, may not live it,
but the constant gleam of sun and stars
and all the other brilliant lights
that blind and stun us do not move
me, do not tell me all your smile can
say in just a moment, just a twinkling
burst of sudden friend

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