His Precious Jewellery

His look is one of the most
Distinctive in fashion;
Though quite an escapist mode
He owns …

His dominant movement
Has made him one of that
Dominant icon …
A timeless form within,
Bringing the
Unfinished make-up of
The star to my whole being …

Often I wonder
A velvet scarf would appreciate
The beauty more …
Often I think …
The sky blue,
Royal blue,
And rose-gold would reflect
The imagery of his style in my mirror …

In vivid expression,
His is a simpler,
A softer look …
He is his time
And communicates
With a youthful spirit …

As I want more than
Only adoration,
I want insight, an intellectual curiosity
To provoke a luxurious fabrics;
Such as cashmere, or
Duchess satin,
Grey flannel and more …
These do bring forth a nostalgic beauty
To my man’s beauty …

And I’m happy
That often I design him
In Sunday’s best silk with
Traditionally delicate lace …
And this is the centre of all his
Charms defined by me …

Though some fragile knits
And beads are always there …
Still, it’s a fabulous fit for us …
The clothes are all clean and white
Thats what set up our own label,
A chosen one for the privileges …

It’s beyond passion
It’s forevermore with the beloved …
The essence of this passionate heart is
Rooted in his bold and unique spirit …

After all these settled
Fashion and styles,
He often says
Quite fashionably,
‘His heart wears nothing
But only one jewellery’ …
Often he says to me,
‘He treasures nothing but
One precious treasure’ …
And that his precious jewellery
Is me …

16 thoughts on “His Precious Jewellery”

  1. This beautifully written piece captures the essence of a unique and stylish individual, celebrating their distinctive fashion sense and the deep connection with the author. It’s a heartfelt tribute to their special bond, emphasizing the idea that love is the most treasured possession❤❤❤❤

    Liked by 3 people

    1. Thank you Devang for reading this piece. I love this one a lot. Close to my heart ❤️ Actually all my verses are close to my heart. But some are the closest, ranking it first, second, third … in this way, I keep. Ha ha 🙃

      I hope to keep sharing…
      Some days I feel not…
      Some days I feel yes…
      I hope to keep sharing…
      Some days …

      And some days
      I do not know about
      ‘Never stop’ meaning …
      It may stop or it may not ….
      Some days my soul becomes
      Too much introvert, may be …

      Like

Leave a reply to johnlmalone Cancel reply