Topaz

It just lies there nearby

unknown to the untrained eye

transparent

inherent

Only the light

shows true insight

A grey stone to the night

some say it appears white

but different to whom looks closer

A slight wind composure

glimpsing from far up the height

it becomes all colors - light

It's been with me since a mysterious encounter

I doubt her

Representing my lifetime, decided to make it mine.

"I have something for you" - known strange lips

giving - gone - weeps

Our stony way meets

My notion:

To her lost?

Or simply glad to have brought this stone in motion.

return.

Always at my heart

watching me as a life guard

Every ward.

The gaze comes back and makes me wet -

Despite all hostility,

Questioning my ability.

.

Lack.

Whites, tubes, doctors´ check

brought there by copper -

Drilling wings of a chopper.

Slowly building up again

Being visited by pink, green, every man

By time having a nap in my red gut, blue cheering me up

swallow some strange yellow nut, crying out of pain

The orange sat next to me, holding my vein

My fellow soaked it all in, accompany

There is a we!

Say it out loud, speaking stone,

show everyone my wound.

Being surrounded by the funfair of purple,

leather jacket, less than a decade,

breeze of the sea from the turtle.

These palettes made me vain

But I stayed sane - because taking in -

My stone, calmed the waves of shame.

Copper now tacked down until my waist -

Deep down in my heart a spark stayed based.

A bodice around the torso

made everybody turn now.

Different

But the colors were collected

and so they protected.

Still cloudy eyes, throwing dice

But what was coming from amaze: this specific gaze

I knew we'd lay eyes on another even from far apart.

She was always my ward.

Her bluish sheen

Love, is that what it mean?

Known stranger, your shoulder, can I lean?

Blasting and ferry!

Arriving at her skerry

Entering her pillars

I fill hers.

A smooth glint sample

I feel right in her temple

Topaz

Unknown to untrained eyes

different to whom looks closer

My retina knows her

I drink you with joy and pride

Mellow touches, by ripples of passions of light

You always meet twice.

She makes it gone that haze

Finding our ways

No lies, there she is wise.

Look closer

Hovering in between the lines

The copper whines

Shells and willows by the grocer.

All lives prosper,

When there are colors at the coster.

I healed by my shield.

It's the broken light, that shows the colors´ insight

There is no need to hide

Might all of them be seen wide.