King of Coins,

Why do you panic?

When the blessings coming for you are automatic.

Physically calm,

Emotionally erratic,

Feigning for your love, I gotta have it.

Every conversation brings us closer,

Dying for your affection, overjoyed when you come over.

Born in the August warm,

Cold like Winter; I’m October,

Twins in this dimension,

Call us Mr & Mrs Rover.

I wouldn’t change you for a thing,

Joyfully I raise my voice & sing

Holding on tight to you I cling,

Transformed from a Princess & now I’m his Queen.

It’s been a decade since we became,

Smirk at the thought of you,

I love to scream your name.

Beloved fed me karma,

My selfishness to blame,

Carrying out first set of kids,

From this day forward, I’ll never be the same.

By Orisha Sevyn

Divine Spirit | Mother | BS | MBA HR + PA | Spiritual Leader | Greetings! I am here to speak my truth & resonate w/ those who need a little Moore guidance. 🦋✨

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