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?