Lavender branches, all sweet
Bubbles escaping from a bath,
A millionaire's heartbeat,
Pummels as he laughs

A large and airy mansion,
With the occasional antique
It's by far another dimension;
For the spontaneous, and the fatigued

His heart is full, so full of love
Wine, and memories, and poetry,
He's not afraid of what's above
He knows his love will forever be

Through the people he's met
His children, his creations
His moments, never any regret
For the hitches, the passion

He sighs, lest he forgets
To ever be grateful,
For how profound he's felt.