You Will Sing Songs Of Gemstones

Precious, I kissed gemstones
into the soft of his cheeks
and years later he still flosses them
from between his teeth;
tells me the bathroom sink
has been clogged for weeks.
And I dream
– God, I dream –
I always dream of softer things…

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