Odes to Opal
Odes to Opal
You rest on my neck,
Adjusting your beauty to my desire.
Watch as my life pass by.
Since my thirteenth birthday, when I got you in a silky sapphire colored box,
To my first dance,
Where I was drenched in sweat and smelled like lavender.
To now,
When I’m sitting in my rocking chair and reminiscing about my past.
You are my quiet long time companion.
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