Thou art coral-red & blue; constellation
of desires, dance of spring-youth
& time-worn winter alike—
Thou art right
as a bright moon upon a starry night!
Come, fine friend, combine
thine amethyst love with mine,
so I might mine garnets
from thy mind
& find thy diamonds thus thrice divine!
Whilst I, sapphire as I may be,
sleep sublime submerged in sea,
& seek out olive peridot,
yellow & green—
Scenes of opaline moonstone dreams!
Thank you! I’ve been out of practice for several years, but this one jumped out of me a couple months ago. I had a lot of fun playing with the colors and sound in this poem!