Clink, clink

Clink, clink.
The soft noise
of the chain.
Clink, clink.
Almost too soft to hear.
Clink, clink.

The golden chain
waiting in suspense
for the purple stone who
was scared to be joined
with that
golden
clinking, chain.

They hooked together
two lives,
now one.

Cheering me up
like a sunny day.
Forever
mine.