Thyself art like the sweetest black

That gives me concord and resolve

Thy beauty glossed in shades of black

Shall never fade and shan't recede

The kindness from thy tongue is black

Only your love I do require

My life art like the deepest black

Days painted in haste with regret

My comfort comes from shades of black

And so my heart doth not repine

The joy that you bring me is black

The loyal shade of my relief

We art like the most pleasing black

Together bound in our repose

Thyself art like the sweetest black

That brings me solace and repair

Heal me like the sweetest black

So I may no longer despair

(Written March 18, 2016)