Your many colours mesmerise me
Like my mixed emotions deep down.
You are my heart and my protection,
I can tell you my darkest secret and you will never spill.

Your smooth, curvy surface,
With a crystal glaze
Is where I rub my thumb and forefinger,
Whenever I’m afraid.

Something from heaven
Always in my pocket, you are sitting.
Shaped like an angel
For which I think is quite fitting.

You are my soul.
You are my world.
You are my everything.
That is what I see.

But to others
You are just an object,
A thing of no meaning.

But no, you are generous and kind,
You dedicate yourself to me.
And for that, I am grateful,
My angel and me.