The promise

Ring around my finger

From my solemn star swinger

Harbinger of light,

I was king Now I’m kinger

My time running thinner

Lo, behold, a sinner

The pinnacle of past

No more bread for the winter

Mighty my despair

Faint as a glimmer

Inner city strife

If my life in the winter

Tender as your smile

Sovereign our summer

If lovers are for love

I could not want another