I worship you, My human Prince,
For you are like a god to me.
I place a laurel wreath upon your brow.
You came to me as a sterling swan--
Exquisitely pure and beautiful,
Yet I didn't know
The extent of your divinity.
I might have feared.
I might have run.
But your love drew me,
Wooed me, won me,
And you are,
Above all else,
A king in this heart of mine.
For you are like a god to me.
I place a laurel wreath upon your brow.
You came to me as a sterling swan--
Exquisitely pure and beautiful,
Yet I didn't know
The extent of your divinity.
I might have feared.
I might have run.
But your love drew me,
Wooed me, won me,
And you are,
Above all else,
A king in this heart of mine.
-jenn long
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