The Solitaire Diamond.

The coffee spilled over the wooden floor,
One - two, one - three drops at a time.
The wrist watch was heard ticking,
And the solitaire diamond cast speckles all over.

The bustling street was bustling with silence,
The glass walls unbreakable.
The cold shared itself with the warmth of the sun,
A few scarlet petals lay scattered.

They had once seen balloons across that street,
Different shapes, different colours.
There had once been an old lady at the florists',
Smiling every time she saw a yellow rose.

Now, he saw, the brown drops dried up on the wooden floor,
And she sees the solitaire diamond casting speckles all over.