Rings to suck

Blue topazes and purple quartz, scratched surfaces, splendid imperfections to wear as a flowers. Shiny eyes, green and smoky gray quartz. Rings to suck like popsicles in summer, they mist up on your warm breath. Square, round, drops of anise and mint, of oranges and blueberries run through your fingers and draw the light that surround you, color your hips and lips and arms and hair with caresses and confuse my eyes. Rainbow Rings Pittiesisi, I touch you and I lose myself in your hands.