Could I be you once again,
With your smiles of Gold?
No treasure hunt I need
By being in the presence of your souls.
Just to see you breathe
Brings me relief
And closer to God to believe.
Just you as my child is sometimes
All I need.
If I could bring all the Kings and Queens
To your feet I would
But that’ll soil your shining presence
To wood.
My Stars, my heart, the fruit of labor
That I’ve sought…
For you I’ve searched and now I’m caught.
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