Written by mcfcwolf and HastyWords
and as the cool rain fell upon her faith
and warm water fell between her breasts
we entered a realm unknown to man
and the whole word felt shivers coalesce
as sheets of acid rain poured from potholes
that had opened up in the fabric of the sky
her skin began to harden and turn translucent
she looked like a mountain of diamonds to me
and then the firm touch of the wind
and the sense we could, rather must, give in
under this immaculate evening sky
blessing these beautiful beasts
you are radiant and unique
so much so that I can no longer control myself
I can no longer get a hold of myself
I must destroy myself
diamonds all of you are in this forming crowd
and the cool rain kissed me on the mouth
as bolts of lightning blinded my eyes
claps of thunder shattered my ears
and one by one my senses were stolen
leaving only one, the sense of feel
as even the caressing atmosphere
made me feel like a cresting cloud
a fine mist building into silver dust sparkling
alongside the beauty of her luminous silhouette
7 thoughts on “BECOMING DIAMONDS”
Beatiful. I love the imagery.
I’m just an old chunk of coal, but I’m gonna be a diamond someday.
Lord Bax, White Knight, Avenging Angel
P.S. life is eternal.
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I see how you using the metaphors here more clearly. As mentioned before about the metaphors does one begin to create their own ties between the metaphors and what they like to describe?