My Queen
She my queen and I’m her king. I love her and care for her like she was a part of me. See love is difficult it’s not like three steps like one, two, and three it’s more like I got your back and I hope you got me because when I love I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve and give you everything you need. I’ll be your backbone so when your low or down I’ll lift you up to make you smile, tell you that your beautiful and I appreciate the time you spent with me I’ll love you like no other treat you better then a queen stay loyal to you like these were my last days because she my Eve and I’m her Adam, She my Bonnie, and I’m her Clyde She my Gina and I’m her Martin, She my Michelle and I’m her Barack we stick together like one great team undefeated just me and my queen
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