The coal’s sonnet

 Your eyes, twin stars in midnight's velvet deep
A cosmic trap where foolish hearts reside
Your voice, a siren's calling, whispered seep
Unveiling shadows where my soul does hide
Your form, a sculptured masterpiece of gold
A face that even Angels try to steal
Your kindness, like a promise, yet untold
A sacred vow you made my mind to heal
Some days I wish I wasn't even born
That way your light would never steal my soul
My heart, a leather cloth that now is torn
A gem would never love a piece of coal
Your brightness came to mind while gazing high
My sun, you shine at me then burn me, why?