Though you may burn to ash, beloved,

I'd cherish you all the same.

Your blackened residue compressed in diamonds,

That sit upon my ring.

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Alive or dead, I carry you with me,

In heart or on my finger

Your memory ablaze beneath the sun

Dissolving atoms with desire.

You'd be my most cherished ornament

Standing out among the average atoms,

And boasting with your blazing stare

You smash my embryo of pride.

Though you may raise alive, beloved,

I'd still hold a part of you in me,

Be one with me, in ashes or in living,

And I will sit upon your ring.