jewelry
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When a woman loves youYou can do nothing wrongYou can charm her with a songFrom you, she hardly needs a few.
When a woman loves youThe world looks beautifulEverything is wonderfulWhen she adores you.
Within Grandma's holy sanctum resided an altar
before which I was in awe, would stand tip toe in worship
adoring the lines of her ornate hand held ivory mirror
and silver hair brush; hands not folded in prayer
Clothing could never warrant me dressed
For I am naked without you, my Jewels
Gold! your chains' yellow hue draped on my chest
Liken the skin beneath them beautiful
My rings are not just simple silver bands
