Repentance

Dimples and desire were
The only things you needed
I had to recognize
And be the first that heeded

All the others were blind
When it came to your treasure
Your opened eyes reflected
What gems were your pleasure

The minstrels in your court
Thought their songs were attended
Then I heard her foot stop
And new musicians blended

The jester in your court
Recognized the silence
I failed to please the Queen
All laughed at my penance

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