Desmond: A Diamond , in the Rough, is This Girls’ Best friend:

My April showers, left me emotionally drained...

I,

did not have all the answers

with past lovers,

I lack luster.

My heart a ember,

Charred

Dowsed in water

Turning to a coal

Felt like carbon-monoxide poisoning.

Each May flower, brought me to you.

A promise of spring,

and rebirth of my broken heart.

I,

met desmond, a stubborn man—

who reminded me, under pressure

CARBON

can will a diamond

He spoke candidly, “Your heart is on the mend, do not despair!”

With you, I glow differently.

Smoke doesn’t coat my lungs.

Being with you,

allows my anxious heart to take a breather!

A diamond, in the rough, is this girls’

best friend.

Every glance he gives me,

his pupils dilate, like large rounded black diamonds.

He makes me a plate,

of carbohydrates, bringing it to me in bed.

His compassionate heart,

worth millions!

As rare as red diamonds,

from there, the impossible, felt right!

Each holding onto the promise,

of a better tomorrow.

My tummy expands,

like a carbonated beverage,

as we anticipate the arrival of our first child together, Avril.

Our love story, carbon dates

back to the moment we met!