This ring reminds me of a small token of love that one might have, or keep, that was a secret gift... just understated enough that it doesn't draw attention but symbolic of the binds of love. I think we all have little sentimental things, like this, that bring back a flood of memories with one glance. I hope this ring will have that special symbolism for someone also.
If you're someone that likes a slightly thicker ring, (or someone that works with your hands regularly), this is the knot style for you! The smaller ring, shown in the second image, is the original "Burn All the Letters" ring, in a size 5, (listed separately).
THIS RING IS IN STOCK, (size 9).
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Here are a few of my customers' comments on their jewelry purchases from me:
"Love it! Looks great with my other stacking rings!"
"Very pretty ring, the band is very comfortable. Love it! Thanks for the fast shipment! "
"Thanks so much for designing, creating and delivering a special Valentine's Day gift! I really appreciate it! "
"Great customer service, lovely ring, thank you!"
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"Burn All the Letters"
lyrics by Emily Saliers
I am sorry that I set my sights on the things I read
Something meant for your husband maybe you left under the bed
Once upon a love those words blew free and secret but the pages lay around
Drifted to the hands of the publisher and the greedy generations on down
Burn all the letters (someone is always watching)
The government's on the phone (whether openly or secretly)
Burn all the letters (breathe life into your story)
Send them on to a safer home (burn it to secrecy)
Burn all the letters brand them in before you go
Soldiers are coming to plunder but there are some things they will never know
We made our love out of dignity, we dug our nails in the dirt
Hung out towel soaked souls out on the line we loved so hard that it hurt
To ease my pain I took a pen and paper, incarnate came the bleeding
Send it back before the public eye perverts it in the reading
Burn all the letters (someone is always watching)
The government's on the phone (whether openly or secretly)
Burn all the letters (breathe life into your story)
Send them on to a safer home (burn it into secrecy)
Burn all the letters from you to me
They're coming to take what they can but they cannot read
What they cannot see
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