I have one who loves me
with eyes of bronze
But a sight of gold
I have one who loves me
with movements fierce
and a countenance bold
I have one who loves me
who takes the day
to remind me of love
I have one who loves me
who reads the spirits into play
Sitting by and by the rug
I have one who loves me
Who puts feet to the ground
while she manipulates the sky
And this one who loves me
I love like no other
and nothing grand can enlighten why
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