No longer
I no longer yearn for that kiss For I am kissed by the breeze I no longer yearn for that hug For the pages of books envelope me tight. I no longer yearn for a caring word For the notes of music are more soothing. I no longer yearn for gems, For the first raindrops are my precious stones. I no longer yearn for gold, For when I am sun-kissed I shine like GOLD.