Black Dog
It begins like the song, restless, raw, impossible to hold still.
A riff that stumbles forward, pulling you under.
Desire snarling beneath control.
She moved like fire, vanished like smoke
and all you were left with was the sound of her absence.
This ring draws from Led Zeppelin's Black Dog, not only its sound,
but the quiet ache that lingers beneath.
An unrequited love that claws at the edges,
obsessive, unsaid, unforgettable.
She lingers in your thoughts like a shadow you never chased.
And still, something in you won’t let go.
The female version is a contradiction in motion,
a sharp hexagonal face softened by brushed gold,
its single diamond set like a secret,
its polished silence louder than words.
It doesn’t beg for attention, it holds it.
It doesn’t say I remember you,
it says I never stopped feeling it.
The male version carries more weight,
bolder lines, a grounded presence,
like a scar you wear with pride.
Its geometry is deliberate, its finish brushed and unforgiving.
It’s a ring that doesn’t chase. It waits.
Like the guitar line that never resolves.
Each stands alone, complete, magnetic.
But together, they hum with tension:
two rings bound by a love that missed its mark…
but left a mark all the same.
Not all love stories are returned.
Some become legend.
VERGEZ™, wear the story.
