Stranger Wanted



Wanted.
A man of pure heart and strong head with a hand that can follow as well as lead.
The sun must set behind his eyes and mother earths shadow lie upon his brow.
He must have skin smoother than that of a newborn child and his spoken word softer than air itself.
Let me enjoy a his simple jokes and ride on his magic until the final laugh is through.
May he wish on the candle next to mine and burn forever there after.
Then in our secret kingdom we would worship that fire and pray that it never dampen.
Well. Does such a man exist I hear you ask.
I pray my standards never fleet and one so fated will become that stranger.

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