A Meeting


She moved to me softly
Kisses blushed her skin,
Her words were lost;
My heart knew where she was
Adamantly in Love

She’s a Queen. Her blood is royalty
Not knowing you’re a King is no excuse
to act as a poor one would.
It’s no excuse to not recognize her worth

It’s there in her smile,
That childlike curiosity
When she discovers your light
When you two brighten the shadows
And coronate your souls

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