My Queen

Oh my God, who is that, can you not see? It's like she's an angel, sent from above, her beauty amazes me. Look at that walk, look at those hips, is she coming my way? No a woman like that, wouldn't give me, the time of day. But I see everyone around me, is holding their breath, hoping she is coming for them. That's when she walks right up to me, grabs my face, and kisses her man. As we walk away, I look over my shoulder, and give them a wink. I see them all staring, at her bowed leg walk, they won't even blink. She takes my hand, looks into my eyes, and says "you know that you're my king." So I kiss her gently, as I squeeze her hand, and say "and baby your my queen."