𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓝𝓮𝓮𝓭

I do declare

That I am a Lady.

All of my past indiscretions

Cannot be held against me

I am a tamed beast

Now I’ve transformed into Belle

Disco Queen

He rings my bell

Spiritual Genie

Rubbed my bottle

& Out

I come out of my shell

The desires which light my fire

Less attire

Is required

When the time expires

On your day

You can come lay

Your head on my shoulder

To warm you when you’re feeling colder

The stronger, the more older

The more triumphs

The bolder

The print for our journey

Patience is a virtue

But child like I hurry

When I get to be in your prescence

Appreciate you my mortal blessing

No longer supressing

I hope the next cycle

We enjoy the experience

& Stop arriving at destinations.