Our heart beats fast and everlong
everytime amongst the crowd throng
your emerald eyes they melt us to a puddle
each and every time you look at us so subtle
every single word is a constant treasure
not in anyway does this cowboy measure
your golden hair reaches depths everflowing
all of this without you even knowing
patiently waiting the queens command
so many miles away in a foreign land
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