Precious
Find me a star, a moonbeam to
ride. A cloud of stardust on which
I can lie, find me that rainbow and
grant me that wish. Give me that
dream that fills me of love, grant
me your lips that I may dine.
Present me thy heart that I may
sleep in paradise, and I'll kneel
at your soul and offer you love.
Copyright © Daniel Cheeseman | Year Posted 2010
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