Silver

A precious color.
A precious metal.
‘Round the wrist,
‘round the neck,
encrusted with jewels or a simple,
plain band.
The color of his eyes
that reminds her of a fox's
as she drowns in them.
But also the color of an
instrument
of death.
From a broadsword or battleaxe carried
by the bravest viking
to the subtlest
of poisoned-tipped daggers
flashing in the darkness.
Yet also a symbol of second place
hung from the neck
of a beaming boy
at his local swim meet.
A medal,
a metal,
a tool of one's mettle.
All these things and more silver shines for.

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