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.

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