Does she know the throne I have placed her on?..... The royal status she keeps in my heart? How is it that the lowest vermin could command the laughter of a princess? How could it be that a beggar could carry the company of a queen? Could it be that with the random brush of her hand on mine, I am a king...
not remembering the past,
or dwelling on the future....
if only for a moment....
King.
-jb
5 comments:
OH how these words speak to my very soul, especially today after the meeting wih an old friend...ahh life you are a funny companian...
peace my friend
Awww, she's a lucky girl.
I just read your comment on me blog. why am i not doing it professionally? well, that's the plan- soon as i finish studies... in 6 months I'll be actively pursuing that career.
Damn---okay have to run, but be back for more comments.
I like this. People we meet that we are attracted to, or in love with--all have a tendency to make us feel larger than life--like a king. Being in love makes us feel alive, vibriant and invinceable--truly powerful--like your king. A damn grand thing!
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