In this early rush
This rosegold blush
I never sleep
And keep your scent alive
Guarded by
My tightest keep
And the tiny voices of sheep
Counting me
But I glow from something better than rest
And those who know
Prefer this look best
With you on one side
My heart, the other
Both finding the pillow of my chest
And each thinking the other
Beautifully blessed
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