Lonely his spirit may wander
While your heart doth ponder
The truth and depth of his feeling
The power of which carries a dove within
Whose thoughts of you reach a din
Through your days his star
A friendly eye sees from afar
Longing for a touch, a kiss, or hug
Crumbs of which his yearning doth tug
The loveliness in your perfection
A chaotic life has been your digression
Though you flee the truth of his words and deeds
The same harbors a soft haven for your needs