Shinnign ligh and dark
Sparkling in the sun light
Sitting there perfect
No flaws or imprefections
one, two... Always there
Given to you on bended knee
closed in a padded box
hiding from your eyes
smooth and cold fitting just right
looking smart and nice
Never leaving your right hand
always there to protect you
telling every other man
Your Taken
When you have found your one and only
your second finger no longer bare
Diamonds and glod will shimmer clear
showing the world
your forever his to love...
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