Worth

Stuck between the divinities
relentlessly divided
strike-slip fault lines
aimed at both ends
off the Earth.

Slip-strike my hand
between sets of thighs
pressure and heat welding
diamonds from coal
roses from daisies.

Gems force a spark
out of minute solar calories.
Reflections unexpectedly
lens flare the scenery.

How elegant 'twas!
Words were worthless.

Muddy grounds birth
new gardens of color
flat hues dying for language
to shape their petals
to kiss with their thorns.

Such lovely buds!
Anesthetized danger.

I can't feel being felt,
can't love being loved
Waiting was senseless.
Worth was wordless.