Just like a Rough cut diamond, Your beauty is immeasurable.

Yet your personality's serrated edges cut through all my senses and illusions.

The reflection that I see is not who I am, but who I should be, someone capable.

When I hold you, fear of getting lost and hurt dissipates, as I let your seraphim like aura shatter my doubts to oblivion.

My wish is for you to keep shining through shadows and hold me tight.

I was once lost in purgatory, trying so desperately to open my eyes to the truth.

And that’s when I stumbled upon a precious stone, as I reached, I saw the light.

Saving me from the endless self deception, together I see a future of eternal youth.

© L.B Rheaven