That Ring

I don’t want the shiniest diamond
And not the biggest ring in the store
Give me the smallest diamond
Or the one you skipped over cause it’s easy to ignore
But if the store had a ring of our love
It would be embed with things we never had said
But knew we always meant it
It would be the riches of god. Kissed by the devils lips
Encrusted with guilty pleasure
While sinful music sings to the ratchet love we make
It would have our first song.
The joyful ring of heavens music
How the clock ticked but no timed pasted
Because we where together leaving everyone still while we laid in motion
Fingertips in my lips thrills, chills of our heartbeat playing like the drum of the revolution movement
Give me that ring, I want that ring.
The ring that fits no other
The one we made especially for one another
I want that ring. But I guess I’ll wait
Until the day where that ring is place on my wedding ring finger
Until the day that I say I do to all the mistakes all your imperfect ways
And all your intolerable charm, all of the days you loved me when I hated you.
All the days you hated me when I loved you
That ring symbolizes that you’re not only bond to me spiritually and emotionally, physically and sexually
It tells me our first kiss
Our first time yeah we where clueless.
It tells me all our mistakes
Our dreams
Our future and beyond
So I don’t want the biggest ring, the shiniest diamond. It engraved with words that will soon fade away.
A ring that states the obvious.
That all I will do, and can do is love you.