At peace his little kumquat
Succulent, divine
Sorry that you're still not
Most, completely his

Tease him at your own will
But you will see someday
Such a thing as overkill
Can any of them say

Don't mean you any heartaches
He's careful in the least
He can't recall, for someone's sakes
The nature of the beast

Not being in marriage
Between two tethered souls
Sheep climbing up the ridge
Next time flock the foals

If ever he has showed you
His heart is full of Love
That is a Love that is so true
And fits him like a glove