Affinity

It's made of cardboard

It sits by itself

A box without corners

A sphere on the shelf

Nothing but air and a diamond inside

Nothing to see nothing to hide

The diamond floats in the center of the sphere

There is nothing you can see that holds it here

It's there by love

Its there by hate

It's there by choice

It's there by fate

Held there by feelings

Held there by thoughts

Nothing more than a diamond in a box