The diamond in my life

Your eyes are obsidian

they draw me to you

as they search for truth

Your words can be like

ice,

hard, cold, but

strong and true

Sometimes,

I have to melt them,

to see what truly lies beneath

Your soul is a diamond.

Beautiful, cannot be molded,

It will only change when you let it

be cut into a new shape, by someone of your same value

and no one lower.

You do not hear the critics

You hear the ones that truly matter to you

You are strong.

Stubborn.

Yet you shine,

so beautifully,

when you step into the sun.

As you stepped into my life.