Cynosure
A cynosure is he for me -
Night’s diamond beaming brilliantly;
The star I search for in the sky.
When seeing it, I have to sigh!
My emerald and red ruby -
A cynosure is he for me.
A pearl washed up from ocean’s floor
Now shining on a moonlit shore.
A sapphire’s sparkle in the sun;
Most beautiful and precious one!
A cynosure is he for me
Though to him - I’m nothing, sadly.
I long to gleam within his sight.
If I but had his dazzling light,
A cynosure for him I’d be!
A cynosure is he for me.
Written June 25, 2016
for the Cynosure Poetry Contest of Nayda Ivette Negron
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016
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