Gold Rush

Platinum n gold

Surrendered n sold

You fit my wrists

My fingers

My world

Keen, evergreen,

N gentle sometimes

I’ll walk this with you

As gold fills our eyes

Our hands

Our pockets

Our blood

And our hearts

My baby I knew it was you from the start

They say you struck platinum

But babe I struck gold

May we look back on this when we’re old

Fondly

Sweetly

And passionately

Like how it is now

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