My heart is made of ruby red glass and adorned by sapphire scars. I keep it safely locked in its crystal case upon a pedestal of cascading colours; it is the only brilliance within a vast gray sea of emotions…
Then along comes your love; a tiny steel hammer, forged of hurt and anger and swung by pride as I watch helplessly…
I am ruefully in awe of the irony in the beautiful tinkling sound that I
hear when the crystal case is conquered and tiny shards of ruby red glass
explode ...and fall into gray.