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Stardust in the Gold

John C. Mannone © 2007

 

Sometimes my heart feels black

as coal. It seems, in the caverns

of my mind veined with silver and gold,

 

these thoughts stay buried, relenting

to pressure of time, to heat

of embrace, transforms

 

to purity of diamond.

 

When I look into your heart,

I see that brilliance there.

 

I see that carbon star

red with ruby in bezel of black—

solitaire gem of light, fire driven diamond

 

or is it crystal dust the size of worlds

gossamered by hot stellar winds?

 

I wonder, when my atoms spread

to innocence of space, to her womb,

to the stardust in the gold

 

will my soul glitter with yours?