Jewelry

Sun peeked through the emeralds,

Those adorning the quiet mahoganies.

Kissing my skin meek, tender,

With its lips of feeble embers.

My feet danced to the rustle,

Of breeze and winged bustle.

Chanting ballads below dawn,

Voice knit by silken joy.

Rubies glowed beside me,

Their bloody petals, gentle whispers.

Bled atop their eager thorns

Along rough and verdant murmur

Combing my curls fell sapphires,

Bearing their pale, snowy sighs.

Tracing roots and hidden paths,

Underfoot, where deadmen lie.

Tempting my eyes called

The vine hung amethysts.

Summer laced their silken skin

On flushed cheeks, shy smiles

Silently, I admire that jewelry,

Dressed in starry symphonies.

That forest that my skin bristles

With the scent of hasteless love.