You're fearless and doubtless.
You're exactly what you seem.
You're beautiful and terrible,
nothing that I need.
You're spiritual and ritual
and darkness knows your name.
And no one understands you,
at least, no one very sane.
You're lethal when you're angry.
Your quiet is never good.
You're loyal, lovely, loathsome, kind.
Your honor makes you true.
You're my friend,
and I'm very glad I know you.