Whisk me up to the place I belong
for fresh oil, gold, and the new song.
Save my seat right next to you -
so I can burn with flame so true.
Set me apart from lesser distractions
so I'll engage th' sweet interaction.
For this cause I was formed and made -
my heart's aflame for presence delayed.
My hearts' desires you have set,
filtering purer the closer I get.
Align the thoughts of You and I
to love and know you more, that's why.
Cherished encounters don't have to end.
"Take me with", You say, "We're friends!"
---Tony Mujica © 2011
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