Poetry. Prose. Fiction. Reflections

I loved you like royalty when you never belonged in the kingdom.

No matter the royalty you just enjoyed the royalties, and after your 9-5 it was always fuck me

When your self esteem needed a pick me up here she came treating you royally

Baby girl is this your king ?

The man you’ve been cooing over drastically

To call yourself a king for collecting inner royalties, thieving gems and treasures from each queen you meet… Let’s call a spade a spade you been a joker.

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