A caravan of camels carrying precious cargo across the dessertsands,
gifts for a queen who's rival beauty remains unseen.
I ride the lead camel just as I am,
with only my to give,
and to you it is given completely.
For without you I'm but a stump in the ground,
surrounded by darkness comforted only by the cold.
Enter you,
pushing aside the leaves of the other trees,
showing me the light.
Planting your seed and watering me regularly,
so my love for you could grom.
Of all the rare and amazing jems to find,
my heart seeks yours,
the treasure of my life.
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