A myriad of colors, he
Such warmth, such moving melody
I cannot quite describe his grace
Nor how he sings so eloquently
I live to feel him in my arms
I struggle when I'm far away
An impish rogue; yet so loving
I've grown to trust him implicitly
To catch him as he drifts along
To keep him for my very own
Is all I hope and all I need
Within my heart he will be freed
On my love we both will dwell
Within a love none e'er can quell.
