birthstone ballad

i crave a rose quartz romance,

speckled peridot promises &

opal oaths that you'd clasp around

my wrist. i’ll never take it off,

i’d say & you'd pierce your ears

in aquamarine & moon over my

moonstone amour. oh, darling,

you consume my amethyst daydreams

& are ever present in my feldspar

fantasies. taint my touramline thoughts;

kiss my carnelian-flushed cheeks.

my agate angel, won't you be mine?