Do you want to be the sensitive kind

Do you want to love a mind sublime

I will do anything

Except torture or die for

Spend any money

Make you feel like queen beside a king

At least try

And isn’t that all one can do

Lady Luck will you come to me

Or will it once again be the walkin’ blues

Look at the rainbow look at the colors

The Rolling Stones sing She’s a Rainbow

A good-dresser everyone hollers

I holler back she is mine

But you can’t own each other it is a fine-line

Do you have the time to be the sensitive kind

I will treat you gently in your soul I might find

Growing happiness

And isn’t that foreign to a poet

Blissfulness

The love don’t touch, it will grow it