.
examining precious crystal
with gentle and respectful admiration
amazement evident in your
graceful patient movements
as if it's so delicate it might shatter

you hold it high against the light
and flick your fingers against the rim
tilting your head to hear its melodic ring
you move your hands and roll it against your palms
enjoying its cool smooth symmetry

you place it precisely on the shelf
and gaze at it intently before
picking up the next piece and
devoting the same candid idolatry
to its multifaceted surface

that's how it felt when
you were touching me