King of Coins,
Why do you panic?
When the blessings coming for you are automatic.
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.