Tiara

If you wore nothing else
a tiara would suit you best
pretty dresses when you were a child
face of fashion change in style

for that glitter crown you wore
older now it still adorns
for as the years mount up and count
its halo becomes more pronounced

that tiaras heavenly starlight blink
latent femininity of champagne pink
expressive jewel to turn a head
to light a fire when it was dead

a compliment to bring a sparkle
a smile that crowns the diamonds charcoal
a radiance beneath encrusted hoop
the moth that lights perused

not tawdry and deplete
your best gem's lie unrelieved
the nakedness that clothes obscure
to mine and find your best allure