Saturday


queen bee dreaming

i belong in a world with 
my king 
and a crescent moon
    dress me in silver
         feed me to wolves
i belong in a world 
with my king 
      and 
endless magic love
      bathe my soul in a 
          vase full of gold 
no one can hold this heart
i belong in a world 
with my
king

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