In the search for my king, I tread through lands unseen, seeking a noble heart, a soul that’s pure and keen.

Through deep valleys and mountains high, across rivers wide, I search for my king, my love, and my guide.

In his eyes, I’ll find wisdom, kindness, and might, in his words, a balm that soothes me in the night.

His laughter will be a melody that dances on the breeze, his touch a warmth that calms my restlessness with ease.

I’ll know my king by the strength in his stance, by the gentleness in his very glance.

He’ll be my beacon of light in the darkest of days, a pillar of support as we walk through life’s maze.

With him by my side, I’ll fear not the unknown, for in his love, I’ll have found my heart’s true home.

My heart beats with hope as I continue to find, my king, my home, the one true love of mine.

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