Into him I sank
pebble on river bottom
my descent, a precedent
of undoing reticence
Panic abraded
off granite stubborn mind
hands on skin like water
our cohesion divine

I fear
upon agate’s reveal
he will find no gem.
Lost, in prospect of my polish

Am I a wanting sapphire,
guarding my pavilion from your light?
Or rather,
are we two diamonds
turned against one another?
Unconditionally worthy
Life girdled by equivalence