The Dearest Jewelry Poem by Isiaq Nasirdeen Tinuola

For the dearest jewelry mine love increase,
That thereby her beauty might ne'er die.
But as the enemies' hatreds should decease,
Her gentle smiles might arrest mine memory,
But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Lovest, thy light flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a love where numerous lies,
Thy affection, thy care too are jewel;
Thou that art now mine heart ornament,
With thine own bud crafted me heart
And, tender love, mak'st love in niggarding:
Bless me heart, for jewel mine be,
To dwell in love, by thou and me.