My lover - he feels blank -

My lover - he feels blank -

   His personality shows through

Those shades of love and kindness

   And fears held in check by curfew -

Neither brown nor yellow nor black

   But blank with diamond edges

That detect Truth and what

   I give back that simply is -

Neither opaque nor translucent

   Nor what spectroscopy in between

But fashioned by the eye of God -

   Made whole in splendid being.

Neither is love red nor pink

   Rather crystalline and pure

And sparkles - discreet -

   Behind some rare perimeter.