Atrium
This
Ornate
Fine silver
Gathering dust.
Hands splayed, overlaid
With golden promises
Caught in persuading rings.
Blood diamond among crystals,
Unsullied with obligations and
Laying in your four chambered treasure chest
Copyright © A.E. Rivenbark | Year Posted 2014
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