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Glass Kisses

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I once loved someone as cold, as hard
As a diamond.
Frozen and flawless.
No matter what my methods;
How I tried,
Strove,
Reached higher and higher
I almost never touched them.
They stood far above me,
Aloof,
Aloft,
Separated.
But that may have been
A fault of my own
For I placed them on a tower, a pedestal so high
That if they were to fall
They would surely perish.
But-
Once in a blue moon,
Once in a nightingale’s song,
I managed to pluck a shard of emotion
From the shimmering façade
And was rewarded for my efforts
With a single
Glass
Kiss.



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