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Diamond Rose

She stands there

Twirling in the sun beams

Casting hard and hot

Through the venetian blinds

Light casting, reflecting, refracting from her

There is no stronger construction

Than her rigid frame

The beautiful ballerina

Stronger than any average crystal

Her form is practiced, perfect

Elegance is defined in her pose

She isn’t just another red rose

Her perfume catches every nose

She can cut through my steel-alloy heart

She grows under pressure

But if she takes a hit just wrong

She shatters to dust

And all reason seems to be gone

Until enchantment strikes

Love from the Creator above

Reassembles every petal

Once again she defines

The Diamond Rose

Sent down by the Divine