“Diamonds, drizzle,-cusp of a breath, untold and- dissipate into eternity, eskew, little untold thought”

Diamonds, drizzle—on cusp of a breath—  
Shimmer and vanish, not marked by a step,  
The world, half-whispered, slides under the sky,  
Its secrets uncurl where grey vapors lie.  

Eskew, those illusions of crystal and spark,  
A little untold thought, afloat in the dark,  
Pearled on the margins of morning’s soft hem,  
Evaporates quiet—the world forgets them.  

Each wish, dew-spangled, flickers then fleets  
Into the hush where infinity greets  
A hush that is endless, a shimmer, a sigh—  
They dissipate gently, not asking us why.  

So hold, in the drizzle, and let diamonds gleam—  
The cusp of a breath births the soul of a dream.  
Untold and unsounded, the thought slips away—  
Eternal, evasive, at edge of the day.

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