Jewel

Flawless as a polished gem.
Nothing you do will bring an end.
To say obsession lives within.
Isn’t quite a truth serum.
For what you are is a shining light.
Never glimpsed anything else as bright.
Its why so many flock to you.
Surround and stare upon you too.
Bow as if you are meant to be master.
But you’re mistress without fated disaster.

Specimen of entirely unique.
Some might wish to call you chique.
Others cry, you are an angel!
Inaccurate, for you need no label.
Descriptions are far better suited.
Or better still you leave voices muted.
For actions speak louder than words.
And people come to you in herds.
Eyes alight with burning desire.
Not sure anything can kill such fire.

Tasting you upon the breeze.
Its enough to make anybody freeze.
For you are one without many.
Can pick from absolutely any.
If it was me I would rejoice.
Though I do not expect such a choice.
And if it came I might fall down.
Yet never would you see me frown.
For wildest dream would be ablaze.
With me offering thanks for fifty thousand days.