You gifted me with a beautiful blue suit
Bearing mute witness to your taste sartorial
And the love you bore for me so inimitable
And on a beautiful day filled with sunshine.
I took out the apparel from its novel confines
I put them on, now snug within its outlines
I found myself not within the fine attire
But within your arms, in a gentle, warm haze
The suit is not a suit at all, but has become a fond embrace.
Warm, loving, comfy in its grace.