Alejandra Berber

(Septermber 19,1992 / Lynwood, California)

Diamond Necklace


A glistening diamond in a box of an eternal promise.
He whispered in my ear, Merry Christmas,
making my eyes roll back and my breath run short.
He then snapped the clasp around on my neck,
fumbling with his fingers, as if securing fragility.
And pushing away my cascaded coffee stained threads
he dabbed a gently seal on my cheek.
Shinning below my chin, the star rubbed on my collar
as I leaned over to feel that the dream was true.
With a smile, he gave it all.

Submitted: Sunday, December 11, 2011
Edited: Monday, December 12, 2011

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  • Brian Jani (6/20/2014 3:55:00 PM)

    Bravo I'm a fanatic of this poem, the last lines were just perfect, well done hey (Report) Reply

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