I feel small in this palace of crystals,
as its candid beauty swallows me whole.
Droplets of sticky water rest on my
chin, with shallow breaths that this greenhouse stole.
Lisping of tongues of strangers around me
remind me of my foreignness, away
from lands I know. Yet strength in these pillars
is my company this morning of May.
I stand tall in this palace of crystals,
where its beauty helps me smile at myself.
Through reflections of glass on glass on glass
my eyes ache from this splendour, from this wealth.
Arching my back to free open my chest
arch of glass, hug me breathless and compressed?
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