Cerulean Boy

"Cerulean boy was beautiful, all luminous paper skin and gilded bones. The watermark of a finer maker. The most luxurious of all the parchment sons. He was aching to look out with his copper penny eyes and watch his world unfold before him. Curiosity was new invented but he was stuffed with it. Padding for this new fangled rattling machine they called a heart. It tinkered out this illiterate pulse rate that sounded like folk song knocked out on a tin can. "

he was their bauble on a string
but to her he's much more than a trinket.
shame the moon fell down on him.