This poem is dedicated to one of my best friends, Ruby ;))

glistening in the wind

is a young, priceless

beautiful, sweet

courageous gem

it came across me

as if we knew each other

even though I didn't

her immense beauty

gave me goosebumps

and her shared obsession

made me feel at ease

we just talked

and we never stopped

my mouth is sore

from our deepened conversation

a grin plastered on my face

from a laugh-filled disease

I am content

after clearing up my thoughts

rubies are red

but mine is golden

and rubies are gems

but mine is a human