Double Vision

Light shines,

Would bounce if it could,

Off gentle contours,

Like ups and downs

Of a necklace pennant;

Small in shape,

Dainty even,

But well worn;

Much loved,

Much needed,

Held there, by the heart,

In times of want.

No more covers,

The truth lies bear

And glamorous,

Glitzy with the sparkles,

Just-worded shining,

Selfish views of life and death

Along the gaps

And fingers,

Running in the space,

Pray for hope, salvation,

Memories

Of those sun-kissed sparkles.

The End

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