sapphire

you put diamonds in my pockets
every time you disappear,
and i carry you around
the mining of my mind
after seeing what lies
beneath your surface.

we'll always
dig for the gold that sleeps under our feet
because nothing is as beautiful
as the treasures of the earth
and the light it takes
to uncover the mystery.

when silver lines your hair,
i'll gladly bear the mark
of diamond dust
and nickel-plated memories
to fumble through dusty pockets
and find you.