The sensation of warm moist lips
Lay softly on my neck as he begins to nibble on my ear
I loose a single tear
Full of heartache and happiness
I am beautiful in your eyes
Therefore I am the prize
QUEENISM
The state of being more
More for you more for me
Gazing in my eyes that is what you see
I am strong powerful better yet gentle caring
I turn compassion into a fashion
Fall in so you can do my dance
For he knows who he is who gave me this chance
QUEENISM
Embrace me for I am yours
Leave I will never choosing me was most clever
You and I as one as we embark on our endeavors
I am here to help build our kingdom
Streets of gold and garments of GUCCI
Eyes of envy and tongues of jealously
Become one with me as I bow down and king thee
I am your Queen and this is the state of
QUEENISM
Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 1:54 PM UTC
The sensation of warm moist lips
Lay softly on my neck as he begins to nibble on my ear
I loose a single tear
Full of heartache and happiness
I am beautiful in your eyes
Therefore I am the prize
QUEENISM
The state of being more
More for you more for me
Gazing in my eyes that is what you see
I am strong powerful better yet gentle caring
I turn compassion into a fashion
Fall in so you can do my dance
For he knows who he is who gave me this chance
QUEENISM
Embrace me for I am yours
Leave I will never choosing me was most clever
You and I as one as we embark on our endeavors
I am here to help build our kingdom
Streets of gold and garments of GUCCI
Eyes of envy and tongues of jealously
Become one with me as I bow down and king thee
I am your Queen and this is the state of
QUEENISM
Copyright 2010 by B. Boykin