To my pearl who yearns belonging.

Adoring is she as she seeks a recognition of favor and love,
She gives a faint smile and release delight in my eyes.
Worth the strains to obtain, worth the pains to withstand,
my pearl was a treasure obtained from the deepest depths of the ocean.

Slight pink its side, a radiant white that illuminates her curves,
my pearl is indeed the perfect jewel that existed.
She cries out slowly for yearning, for my touch,
and longs to be snugged safely back in my arms.

My pearl would love my company and accept my true nature,
she would reward my devotion with devotion.
Joy in my heart that she would smile in favor of my true nature,
for i accepted hers.

This pearl had gone through a molding process of turbulent times,
everybody dies to lay a hand on it.
But it became mine by divine manner,
I protect it with the deepest of hearts.

through the hands of many others, my pearl was contaminated,
And in my hands, i devoted my time to polish her with mine.

Soon she shall be the only thing in my life,
if only she would understand the true cause that God bestows.
This pearl remains unpolished,
and has went back into her very own protective case.

She slipped away one day in my carelessness,
My priorities adjusted against her care.
But all i wanted to be,
for keeping that pearl, i am willing to prepare.

To the pearl of the deepest ocean, who's voice entrance the sailors like a siren.