Jewels

Somehow,
as I look up at the turquoise-copper sun-setting sky
I am simultaneously reminded
of grandmother jewels

Wire and shining stone
treasures from a far desert somewhere
and you,
or more truly, us

How somehow despite being hard,
thin and unapologetic as strands of copper
and smooth and placable
as round blue stone
we fitted together,
oddly,
but together
just like some of the most beautiful things,
together.



Jewels by Dakota Farley