Jewels of meekness
Serenade the Lonely Heart
Her dignity is a shawl of blue light
Close to faith in her pain
Gentle as a sapphire night
Warm with rubies in mystic fire

I will never be on the outside
I will always read your words
I shall send angel flowers

You have touched me my friend
We are alike
Broken yet resolved to do good
Abstract kisses are still sweet
No poet writes to no one
Universals flow in time
If I go first a tear you will cry

Loyalty sometimes is sublime