I love your beauty, not just what is seen
Although you look as pretty as a pearl
A pearl is only sand that comes between
An oyster and his shell, but you, my girl
You’re more than pretty sand, or even gems
Like sapphires, rubies, emeralds, diamonds too
To call them precious stones, my girl, condemns
The use of words like “precious,” but that’s you!
Your beauty is more precious than a stone
No color, cut, or clarity defines
The beauty of your heart; your heart alone
Surpasses all the riches found in mines
I love your beauty; I’m a wealthy man
You give me more than gold or silver can!