You are a jewel
within the treasure chest
of my heart.
You are my topaz,
set in crushed red velvet.
You are my secret
that I have locked away.
A forbidden love,
too decadent
to reveal.
You charmed me
like a snake
in the dark ethereal woods
of Vrindavan.
I was a curvy goddess
of ruby lips,
creamy moonstone breasts,
liquid gold
between my thighs,
who got fucked
by a god
in a dream
and awoke
to an empty bed.
Yet my tears
become stones.
Wondrous precious stones.
They shine within me,
opalescent with hope.
A whisper, kyanite flecked,
a rose quartz-hued ache,
obsidian longing,
black and deep.
Hidden beneath my clothes,
I wear
an alabaster cameo
carved in your image.
The memory of you
pressed against my warm skin.
I can still feel
your mouth on mine,
can still hear
the faraway sound
of your approach,
your amorous
flutesong.
This is beautiful!
Thank you very much š