On the ring is a hoop
Special and distant dream
We will meet in a thousand
Weeks to hold the soul cold
Where is this Cain of marriage
The rose of lavender spun
I am weak to give the pine
Weep and tear to eyes
Bleed the heart a tangent
Curve to never touch
The mind of heart and just
Passage of time to the week
A date with Meredith in
A thousand weeks
I will store a thousand rings
1
On the rung the ring is
the steel heart of quid pro quo
Political ease of marriage met
For you is the hard and cast
Rung of non-love spool of love
Circles of metal and tint
Diamond onyx and quartz opal
The fuscha light is lit lite
forest hue green verdent
Speckled trap of love debt
The copts are elite lit-rate
And the moment is lost
Most of the wedding is cost
Payment of trivial dress
The clothing is water robe
Red respect a poor man’s heart
The mind meets the heart
Fate faith is the juxt
Who can oppose the ring
With its bright gleam and shin
The cost is love heart
