Again, written years ago....
A Diamond wrapped in the petals of a rose;
A pebble entwined in weeds.
A box filled full of wonderful things;
A box of emptiness.
A band of gold;
A wreath of grass.
The Glass Slippers;
Shoes with holes.
A warm kiss on the lips;
A Cold slap on the face.
A warm bed with blankets;
A cold floor with puddles.
A caring embrace and caress;
The cold grips of chains.
It hurts when you give love and get nothing in return....