my poem about missing my partner
please do let me know what you think.
Perhaps if I
Unbutton my ribs, to case all your pictures;
Resign each of my fingers, to point at the sparks that don't leave;
Pluck out my vessels, to embroider your hibiscus and roses;
And slip off my nails, to weather the sand with shells.
I'd only be left with a vase of tears to dab an ocean for your arid cheeks.
Perhaps if I- make the world prettier, would you finally look up?