Love Sonnet 23 Diamonds regale, in thoughts of being rare,
Diamonds regale, when thought of being rare,
In glints, beguiling, by the wearer's hand,
Hell conjures in many an envious stare,
If but this gem been plenteous as sand;
Yet quartz, may lay uncut for years,
Thereby, to hide its quaint beauty and sheen,
As though young love, whose luster best appears,
When lovers bare their true selves to be seen;
For love, is such delight for eyes that see,
A sweet feeling from which touch finds allure,
Loving is such bondage, where hearts are free,
Though not a bad habit one must endure;
......Gems mystify while men's mind deem it so,
......Like love that can fade out when hearts forgo.
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poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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