I am the queen
of a beige colored box
with a pretty paper lantern
and discarded ***** socks
My lover is
a magic man
with a tender, fragile heart
we bring together seamlessly
lives from worlds apart
I come from
a pass-through town
a state for changing pace
a place with concrete skillets
and a rugged kind of grace
My kingdom is a sorry sight
my lover makes me bawl
my hometown holds my heartbreak
But no one has it all
I thought about my life today
and all it’s little pieces
I gather up my favorite ones
and all my worry ceases
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 1:04 AM UTC
I am the queen
of a beige colored box
with a pretty paper lantern
and discarded ***** socks
My lover is
a magic man
with a tender, fragile heart
we bring together seamlessly
lives from worlds apart
I come from
a pass-through town
a state for changing pace
a place with concrete skillets
and a rugged kind of grace
My kingdom is a sorry sight
my lover makes me bawl
my hometown holds my heartbreak
But no one has it all
I thought about my life today
and all it’s little pieces
I gather up my favorite ones
and all my worry ceases
