Snow Diamonds

Continuing with blogin' my portfolio Here's the final draft of Snow Diamonds.

Snow Diamonds

Soft the skin of snow lies
Paler still against the desert sands,
Wandering dunes upon his head.

Whitened depths of mines,
Collecting rain in mottled pools of sky blue
And storm grey; interrupted by his fleeting blink.

Brushed upon mine
Gliding swaths of velvet lips coated
With caramel liquor, that sticky, sweet, tang.

Drifting waves against the shore tumble
To a smile, fringed in splintered foam;
Glinted in sunlight, purest white.

Beneath my lingering touch,
A meadow in summers heat, tranquil, still
Glides his smooth body, interrupted only

In sheer stone crags about his collar
And gentle sway of his shoelace arms as he
Quivers against me in expectant ecstasy.

Inflamed within by the binding grip,
Poison ivy fingers entwined with mine.
The toxic pull draws me closer,

Instinct and new found desire.
Yet his gentle touch, a pleasant tingle
That sharp thrill, that static shock.

So close combined, two as one.
Upon the door of my heart
The salesman of his does knock.

Fresh bloomed, sapling birch
Yields its tender form, to bend
Against my force; tipping us in union bound.

He and I, reflecting each to be as one
The same, in this joy forever lost
From this world. Yet in decay,

Falling away, as rusted iron.
His form is loosed from mine,
And as he said he had to leave,
His tears were diamonds in the snow.