Tis deep, this feeling, deeper than the deepest sea,
Kindled with passion, and love for the finest tapestry.
Only the best a man could craft, does content thee,
A wristwatch of such beauty, time in awe does flee.
In our heart's chronicle, enscribed all delicately,
Such craftsmanship marks each moment's decree.
Tick, tock, yet time itself does cease to be,
For a sight so fair, brings even time to its knee.
This is The Way!