𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓝𝓮𝓮𝓭

Spiritual royalty is my goal

My soul tribes trust in me

Hardens this cement foundation

To allow a fruitful manifestation

Of the third dimensional materials

Which are considered the finer things

Even on a Spiritual journey

Material wealth is granted.

I just need him to trust that my madness comes with a method

My mouth I don’t even check it

He is my equal

So trust me

He’s equally as reckless

A hardcore hopeless romantic

Sailed unto my shore

& I became his Hearts Captain.