What a magical stone spodumen!
They say it’s suitable for hypnosis.
It is changing color by itself
From the blue into purple and roses!
May be a butterfly, cabochon –
Rosy, yellow and green – of three kinds –
As a sweet dream in me it immersed,
Where I start to see all the Love!
She says something to me quietly.
But it’s not music, it is a stone!
It’s my precious, my rosy kunzite,
whitish-pure-sincere flame arose!
My beloved, fabulous, and alive!
Learning you – for today I am better!
You transformed me in the winter time
By the shining crystal polyhedral!
And to the rosy stone where lies
Quintal move from the matte opaque box –
I give ring – with the found kunzite:
He loves laughter, drop’s ringing and jokes!
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