You are an orphaned jewel,
A gem of opulent carets
That enchants the eye and lingers
Like a fragrant ache.
The smell of sapphires,
The coy perfume of sweet bread and honey,
Are aromas that flood my mouth
And I savor with a nimble tongue.
The scent of your glittering latitudes
Is fired by a pressing loneliness,
A foggy shine that lends depth
To your luster.
You will always be an orphan,
A rogue radiance,
Unfocused but brilliant,
That irradiates the will of men.