Wentworth Miller: I Held A Jewel In My Fingers

I Held A Jewel In My Fingers

I held a Jewel in my fingers --
And went to sleep --
The day was warm, and winds were prosy --
I said "'Twill keep" --

I woke -- and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone --
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own

~Emily Dickinson~

"IF" by BREAD.