My baby is my world.
She's the only one that keeps me grounded.
Her voice makes me stand still and quiet.
Just like water she fills my thirst.
I want to drink her daily.
She waters me like a plant and helps me grow.
When there are bad things growing she will trim.
I love the way she touches me.
Mentally.
Physically.
Spiritually.
She picked my crown up and dusted it off.
Her look has me stand at attention.
She calls me her king.
I will lay my life down for her like a king should.
She is my queen.
She rules the throne over us.
I answer to only her.
"My Queen? What is on the horizon for us?"