My Divali

No greater gift can be 
  than your festival of lights 
    which blister burst so sweet 
        shedding firefly skins. 
In silk-shod luminosity 
  enshrined the tombstone corners 
    of my darkest patch of soul, 
        drowning radiant pools around my feet. 
Fortune blessed the sapphire rays 
  loop moonbeam lariats and 
    tease the savage mooring, free 
        my aorta, dragged to dizzy brilliance. 
Whereabouts the holy jewels crust 
  the surface of a glistered grail, 
    which love infused now overflows 
        the milk and carbon glows predestined.

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