My King

(a song and a poem)
His hands upon me
make me weep
so fierce and firm
it makes me weak
I can’t hold-on
can hardly breathe
this pleasure is
so killin me
I’m giving in
He’s freeing me
to finally be
the real me
a Goddess
a Royal Queen
Peace comes, Peace flows, Ebbs in and on it goes
His love like water, I drink so free
My loyalty will always be
a guarded hearth of fidelity
Our kingdom come, we’re all in ease
for Eternity

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