It is a tear drop clinging to a single strand of silver angel hair.
The necklace.
Placing the chain between my fingertips
I am engulfed by the skilfully, smooth, crafted metal,
until a knot,
an imperfection that does not decrease its significance.

Its blue pendant gently pattering against my chest
under which my heart pumps.
A constant reminder
of the affection it has captured
for he who is so dear to me

With its stunning beauty one might call it a peacock
as both have dazzling colours
displayed in the most artful of ways.
Though at heart it is a cat
radiating beauty creating a mystique
that so closely imitates its owner.

It shall not be mistaken as evil
as it symbolises everything pure:
adoration, protection, devotion.