Gold and silver inlay
To celebrate this day
Promises never broken
Rings but a token
Professed love together
Mild or stormy weather

Metal encases my finger
But thoughts still linger
Is this the right move?
Before the jeweler grooves
Cold feet some might say
In this—our lover’s ballet

Wish words did the same
Remove all doubt in this game
Vows once broken before
For those who like to keep score
A second time is no sure bet
That’s why I break a sweat

Bare fingers spell freedom
From dark, devious demons
The bewitching hour is near
My mind still foggy and unclear
My finger once tremulous and cold
Now warmed by a ring of gold