Division Day
Malachite
(All night long,)In troweling sand, and pulling brick apart,My shovel found a dark green horse,Fashioned from malachite.I took him home and found him a stallNext to my Old Grand-dad.I listened to him breatheAll night long.The morning brought nothing but confusion;My skin had changed to velvet down,The color of conifers, and shimmering.He'd stolen away, made off with my Old Grand-dad.I stared into the mirror.All night long.
From Letras Mania