My blush is a jewel to him,

It is worth every penny he owns,

His pride and joy lays in it,

He embraces it with every bone in his body.

He careses my face from a mile,

Making my cheeks overwhelmed with warmth,

Forcing a splitting grin to creep in,

Leaving my cheeks burning in blush,

Claiming a spark and a glow on my face.

He is the owner of my sweet giggles,

He claims them whenever he wants,

Leaving sweet stitches of joy in my heart,

And a permanent scar of the four letter word.