For those I love whome know not how much cherish they deserve

Oath to deign to those whose hearts bleed to mine

Referencing flesh and thought propels a marching pysche

Thoughtless to trivial conditionals

Here Seven billion some to hear sing and want for joy

Obliged to give even much to few is for those I love

Serene the ineffibility of life places those I love into my thoughts

Ever clear how much work and understanding must be done

Implicit in my concept is for those I love

Locked to naught but pulse

Open to four more as seconds past

Vivacious to know that for those I love

Everything could be okay