Treat me like a queen, like I have something to
live for, or else everytime you come I’m going
to flee out the door. I will simply grow wings
like an eagle and step off a cliff, I will
seek out me prince , I will let my mind drift.
My body will be sweet like honey to a bee, and
I will sit and think about my prince high up
in a tree. I will dream about my prince
charming with the sky so bright and blue, so
you treat me like a queen my dear, or prince
charming won’t be you!
Â by Shalena