Your love strings gems,

perfectly petalled pearls

to compliment my

throat. Its necklace

encircles the hollows

where my pulse keeps

time to the breath

which was Your first good gift.

My value increases,

thus dressed – for,

draped with Your signature,

I become who I was

designed to be, on

Jeweller’s best letterhead.

Your love christens me

beautiful,

rosebud ravishing;

my spirit thirsts for

more of this untamed

and magnificent Lover,

whose extravagance

strings gems.