You are so precious.
Your blood is molten gold.
Your tears—liquid diamonds.
And me, drinking from those dazzling jeweled lips.
Sipping at shimmering streams of silver sweat.
A temple of gems and valued metal
Aesthetic, beautiful and strong.
And I’m a collector of fine things.
I’m worshiping at your altar.
You, platinum priceless personage.
Come.
Bless me with yourself.
Drape and deck me in the finery that is you.