There are two rows of diamonds
-One row glistening brilliantly like the beauty of your soul
-One row exquisite in shape and clarity like that of your body and pretty face
The two woven and bound together by gold as pure as your heart
There are ninety diamonds in total
-Each representing a beat of my heart in a minute’s time; each minute belonging to you
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