Her Soul and Self Soaked in Beauty
Wreathed in the Light of a gaze’s steal
A Radiant Lyrical  Perfection truly
Took Heavy Hearts and made them Feel

A Pale Visage marked with Sea-foam Glory
A Goddess fantasy made Matter made Real
My Spirit softly bound by her Story
My Brick layers were not made to Peel

I go on softly Doting you, My Dear
Mending Matters with my unheard Deal
With time allowed, the Truth made near
The Black Heart and the Waxy Seal