Running my fingers through his beard

Releasing his tension and his fears

He never shed regretful tears

Celebrate our union

Screaming “Cheers!”

3’s Company was a crowd

I guess I exposed our truth prematurely loud

But fck it

I’m so proud

The holder of his heart

& We haven’t even taken vows.

Requested my services for the night

A little Juni to sleep tight

Didn’t think my intentions were right

Now our love has flourished

But it took a four year fight

So the past cycle is over

The Internet

Blasting ‘Come Over’

King born in August

& His Queen in October

So drunk in love

But my words severely sober!

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