You Are
You are the cup from which I drink from.
The table well prepared.
The royal crown upon my head.
And coat all coloured red.
You are the ark I hide within.
The school of thought, prevail.
And everywhere I plant my feet.
Right there is where we meet.
You are the well, that runs not dry.
My shelter in the storm.
The rock upon the hill so high.
The star that lights the sky.
You are the shadow, by my side.
My strength, when I am weak.
The beating of my heart and thus.
The keeper of my soul.
You are my treasure, to behold.
My warmth when I am cold.
The fruit upon my lips,
so fine.
My charger filled with wine.
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