No riches
No diamonds set in stone
No lavish endowment
No jet set race
All I wanted
Was strong arms to brace
Where a weakling soul
Could turn in for respite
In surrender - tenderly rest my head
When times got thick
Going was tough
emotions ran raw
And 'me' needed to hide
Burying my face
Deep - in smell of your chest
I was seeking my shelter
With trust in Divine
And unshakeable belief
That then at that moment
Nothing could change -
We were one
You were mine!
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