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!
