Burrowing deeply
below the earth
he sought diamonds
silver
gold
unable to see
just how much
love was truly worth
crawling underneath
the cold hard crust
searching for the jewel
a stone to behold
the treasure of the Nile
his hunger unquenchable
did he not notice
her tender loving smile
his riches grew
collectors’ items
another first edition
greedy
needy
money filling
his emptiness
failing to show her
any much needed attention
blinded by the spark
of red rubies
amethyst
a million
tiny precious stones
lighting the intense dark
room
he would hide
she sat alone in silence
devoted to a man
obsessed by fool’s gold
consumed by idiot’s pride
rubbing his rarest moonstone
admiring his newly obtained
rose quartz
whilst she felt so unloved
left to struggle
on her own
he would boast
he owned the scarcest sapphire
the oldest tiger’s eye
slowing the light in her heart
began to fade
each lonely moment
the shine in her beautiful
topaz blue eyes
started to die
from her swanlike neck
she torn the necklace
the sound of each pearl
onto the coral floor
she felt so out of place
her beauty was not a gem
bitter realisation
her heart was not for him
she walked
into the snow fall
her bare feet leaving a trail
awoken by the wolves’ call
hunger reached starvation
ice storms arose
she fell into the deep snow
it was warmer
than his bitter-cold soul
tears formulated within
her diamond eyes
icicles rolled down
her ruby cheeks
frozen to the bone
her pearl white skin
once delicate
red raw painfulness
to match the feelings
she kept in her
treasure box
corresponding with
the loneliness
death became the maiden
blinded by the light
unbeknown to him
his most precious jewel
had taken flight
where do angels go
when they die
they become the diamonds
in starry, starry sky.
MedusaMoon c2016
medusamoon 
Like the word play. 🙂
Thank you Ben :~}