Diamond

love is a broken thing
trying to be whole
or is love a whole thing
trying to be broken

it seems I feel both within

the wholeness is solid and fierce
outside of my being
surrounding me
yet deeply inside
my core
the diamond

the brokenness is only within
a million little pieces
orbiting around the core
dancing so close and so tightly
they almost seem to be the core
chameleons

love is quiet
solid

brokeness is piercing
suffocating

I learn the language of tears
aching
heaving

I learn the language of chameleons
haunting
consuming

to know the diamond