To the Black Diamond
A seed the fertile earth kissed,
You married the ebony soil,
Ages of tribes fell under your spell,
Your beauty is ever so royal.
The soul melts under your melt-made being,
You are timeless; crafted from crude,
When I see the dark, midnight sky,
I cannot help but think about you.
Whenever I sucuumb to your ethereal grace,
As I did so so often today,
Whenever I am consumed by your sable embrace,
My consciousness is swept away.
He says that it is unhealthy,
When my dentist sees me with you intimate;
But I cannot live without you, cut crystal,
Oh, delectable chocolate.
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