The ring on my finger

a product of all my fantasy

a gift from the universe

telling me I'm loved ... I'm just playing pretend.

A rose of silver,

cold and metallic

catching the light like a painting

a blade of refraction, it glows like the moon.

A simple circle, uncomplicated... 

morphs, like a butterfly, into something else.

The gentle form of a flower

petals overla...

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