Admiration
There's something about you
that glistens like glass.
I'm not talking of diamonds,
to put a price on it.
Nor the heavenly bodies,
for I have shut my window
even on the moon and stars.
But for you,
I have kept my eyes
and my arms open.
Like a devotee,
I follow your sunlit trail,
tiptoing around
your jagged edges.
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