I am his Queen.
Whatever his wants and needs are,
I'll meet them.
Whenever you see him smile,
I helped put that on his face.
The pure essence and dignity of his Grace,
God made just for me.
These beautiful eyes and body, in which I possess,
God made for my King.
The kisses that warmed his once cold heart,
Are mine.
I am his Queen.
The gentle hugs and unconditional love
That tore down his concrete walls,
Were mine.
I am his Queen.
The soft touches that wiped away his loneliness and pain...
All mine.
I am his Queen.
The King of Our Castle.
The Head of Our Table.
His back, I will protect.
I am willing and able.
His Queen from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.
He is not only my King.
God sent him as a part of my destiny.
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The pure essence and dignity of his Grace, God made just for me. These beautiful eyes and body, in which I possess, .. love, romance, desire in its peack, confidence in a love.. beautiful poem dear poetess. tony