"Fire Diamonds"

Fire Diamonds

(Mirian Del Carpio Q.)

Many paths leads to the hard wind

Cold evenings shaking the warm waters of my source

Tired of drinking from a passing anxiety

We decided to look to the sky and ask where is it?

My King.

Discovery arrived wearing colored silk silent

Skin that generates thoughts in a clear stream

Air heated solid enlivens the fire within

Hands velvet covering all our memories

Fresh and new celestial diamond colors

Refined talents are already written in the book that

Goes discovering all lost dimples

And giving each piece the perfect glimpse within

Fine gifts and strengths are in the commitment of the King

Being released on every corner in our desires to bend

Not wanting, just needing only his breath

The polishing goes perfect with his love of flash and sighing

We.