Riddle

How can you be a diamond in disguise, When you're the sparkle in every man's eyes? Did you simply misspeak, Or is this crustacean description more deep? More inscrutable than a mathematical conundrum, Is this 5'5" spit fiya that has become my sweet problem. I think I've solved the riddle Lynore, By plunging into the depths of your core. At first, "diamond in disguise" sounded ridiculous, Until I peeled back the platinum shell that is so lustrous, And unveiled something even brighter. As I bask in the warmth of its fire, Radiating from the 50-carat diamond that is your heart, I feel blessed to be illuminated by its goodness that chases away the dark. I realize the sparkling shell is but a transitory distraction, The inner diamond is the true source of my permanent attraction.