Don't Cry ! (From Him to Her)

Don't cry said he.
Tears fell as summer rain.
For you.
You are just princess
I adore you greatly.
My sweetly scented lemon lady.
Filled will bubble and sugar spice.

My queen she is.
She is my queen.
The power that flows from my pen.
Into my heart, then out again.
For my queen is elegant.
Flighty and moody.
Vile and violent at times.

I am her king of kings.
From diamond mines.
Where darkest carbon makes it's own designs.
Many facets of her diamonds.
She's is an emotion fueled woman fueled by war.
Loaded with violence.
She is often a *****.
My darling princess you know the score.


By ladylivvi1

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