Precious jewel to precious torment.

At first she was your spec

She is my type

The Prefect skin colour

With the tiny eyes

That I always dreamer of

Her skin glows

It radiates like the diamond

She has a perfect smile

The next thing 

Marriage comes into mind

I would have her no matter what

She is presentable

Blinded by the physical

Neglecting the inside

Forgetting that character first

He proposes

Marriage is consummated

In few months

The precious jewel becomes

A precious torment.