The Crystal K

Ah you sweet substitute for those secret,  unaccounted for joys in life. 
Nothing can harm me within the palm of your hand
Doors of serenity are granted new confidence of this easy going tide,

Inside. . .  but
More so engulfed,  by the sea of light spilling into my eye

Green effervescent shadows dapple across the dark sea
Of open eyes,
Nostalgia of reality grips me in the heat of
Eternity but ephemeral beauty still has it's own comet in the night sky.
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