Reyvrex Questor Reyes

My love is much like gem of royal crown,
Appraised by fire that its luster would bring,
And though no throne, my heart has ever known,
With her around, I would feel like a king;
She is at par with but the very best,
Methinks, I am not far amiss to say,
That she is way ahead of all the rest,
If she be gold, the next in line is clay;
What else will to my love aptly compare,
That alongside her charms would not seem bleak,
Perhaps, a sweet cute bird, though not so rare,
That when caressed would touch back with its beak;
.....So many things of worth beneath the sky,
.....But I might find better compare up high.