Rose Gold Poem by Agbor Enya

Let me take you on a trip
And put some pressure on your pretty finger
Surely, like a coin toss we might flip
And unfavorable outcomes might linger
But promise me you will forever keep this 18 karat
circular rose gold of mine on that lovely finger of yours
From this day as we journey down the aisle
And that this love trip of ours will never
lack a moment of gentle smile
From this day, till the end of time