he had 
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;never&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; experienced the glow before

her love 
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;reigned on him
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;showered&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; him with&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;sunlight kisses

and he
&nbsp;&nbsp; 
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;he held the reign bow in his hands






napowrmo day 4
april 4, 2019
(c) rochellefoles

reign bows

So there we were.
You like it, you want it.
You've got to say you'll wear it.
You've got to swear you'll live it
and then I can be you.

So here we are.
There's good news
and there's bad news.
I can breathe
and you can walk in my shoes.
So everything you ever wished for
is now all yours forever.

Poetry by Kaydee