His Dreams

opals,
          yellow gold,
                 and a diamond,
                          he imagined,
         then drew onto a piece of paper
                which he gave to the jeweler
                      in hopes he could
           make them real . . .
                        his dreams
                   now wrapped around my finger
       have made their way
             from his heart,
                     to his head,
                            then to the paper
                   and the jeweler
            before finally coming to rest
                  on my left hand.