Iosian Period Poem 3: Jewelry

Perfection, Perfection

What a misconception

The feeling I have for the one of affection

Your guardians prevention

Thy countenance of deception

God cannot stop my passion for you in consideration

I soar for you to dance in the heavens with my very soul

Thy beautiful figure of gold

Warming my heart of coal

My prayer to God in veneration

My gruesome annihilation

Shedding tears over these ashes

Thy feeling of love

Crying to God above

The one you dream of

Is still with you

For he is your glamorous jewel