I’m not your queen

More like an Angel

And what’s an angel to a king?

He kissed me that first night on the beach in the dark

Drunk and tasting like spearmint gum

Like he wanted me to save him from his own recklessness

Cool on the outside and nervous on the inside

I didn’t tell anyone his secret not even to himself

I want him like the sunset over the ocean wants eternity

like nothing else matters and I woke up in a new body

He takes the fear from my body and holds it in his heart

There must be a god,

A god of love

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