You should walk around wearing a crown.

You are a king let’s bow down.

A soul so kind just pure devine and patient.

A vibe that aligns so adjacent bonded and intertwined.

When my cup runs dry…

You carry me and gently leave me to ly…

ing… and ingling for your presence when my world gets too big…

Or I have to put on my normal girl wig…

You wrap your calm around my shoulders…

And guide me through my heavy feeling boulders…

And slowly but suddenly…

The chaos subsides and I find myself on the couch with you and my precious boys cuddling…

…My reasons to live…

…ready to hand over all I have to give…


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