I Quit

I want to run away and hide in the shelter,
That be your arms
I want to rid the chills from my body with the warmth,
That be your love
I want to bathe my sins away in the eternal springs,
That be your soul
I want to bury myself in the most extraordinary book,
That be your mind
I want to rest my head on the richest pillow,
That be your chest
I want to fall asleep to the sound of the SWeetest sound,
That be your voice
I want to awaken to the most breathtaking sight,
That be your eyes
And I want to gaze into them forever,
That be my paradise.

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