Diamond Lies

a free verse poem

If diamonds form under pressure, then I am not a diamond.

Or maybe I am.

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If I Were

the blades of grass

A Free Verse Poem

If I were

the wind whipping through your hair

on late night drives with the windows down

after the rain just stopped,

leaving the road shiny and slick with wetness

and the smell of damp asphalt still permeating the air,

would you then believe

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