Gold Miner

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I want a man
with eyes of gold,
Who sees what he sees
In stories untold.

Yes, I want a man
Eyes dripping in honey,
Who sees what he sees,
A love never left lonely.

For he'll stick to me,
Like glue to the glass.
He'll cherish me,
Unlike miners who passed.

I want a man
Who sees me in hazel.
Never afraid
To do what I'm able.

I want a man
Who can't stand the damned,
For I want a man
Torn from a monogram.










7/25/21

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