Diamonds and rubies
wink at me
with electric eyes,
and the wind blows cold
on my nose.
I wish I could fly
so I could
look down on you,
warm and cozy
in your bed.
But instead, I stand above you,
and somehow the lights,
which used to welcome me
with their warm glow,
now only reflect the darkness,
and add black to blackness,
and remind me
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