Poems from The Voice

I am the most of fragile of things.Hold me close and hold me tight.Treasure me for I'm worth ten times the most sought for treasure.I come...
You are the dew drops of every type of feeling.Sadness is your gatekeeper,Through that gate you flow like a surge of diamonds.You breech...
Behind the curtain I stand small...lost "Go" they say pushing me forward, but not I How can I revile myself and not be mocked? I love not...