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.