Black Diamond

William Hromada

My black diamond, rare and deep, Night's own fire that I still keep- Stronger than coal, sharper than glass, You cut right through me, then hold fast. No light competes; yours burns inside, A quiet blaze , my hearts own guide.

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  • sorenbarrett

    A vivid image provided in this poem of the devastating damage done by a love hardened and sharpened. Nicely done

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Powerful poem, William. Well done! 🌹



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