He says I sparkle, he says I shine, but only because he is mine.
The dullest stone in the dirt, broken smashed, raw and hurt.
With tender eyes and a loving heart, he bent down and picked me up.
Polished and cleaned with loving care. A diamond in the rough, one not to share.
But the gem I am sparkles only under his light, a radiant glow that lasts all night.
A treasured piece that he holds close, for I am the one he loves the most.