Fiery Dark Opals Poem by Ghost Legend

Fiery dark opals light up the sky;
Only if we could grasp these minds
Around touch of sights, lick of limes,
Outstretched intimacies of our time,
Would we see but choose not to mind,
Would eat yet stop a meal's define,
Would breathe within our allotted kind,
Without a thought to be inclined.
Yet, as with toxins, we're left outstretched,
Glaring at infinite greed, an endlessness,
For the fiery dark opals were in her eyes
And in mine.