I reign as his queen yet
he fails to recollect the sound of my voice.
Our distance is truly great yet
when he calls for me a smile appears.
This isn’t love.
Just the beginning stages of infatuation.
Will it lead to lust?
Only time will tell of our tale.
I reign as his queen yet
we’ve only touched once.
The sun slept as the stars danced
and the ideas of possibilities lingered in the night sky.
This isn’t love.
Just the beginning stages of infatuation.
Will it lead to lust?
Only time will tell of our tale.
I reign as his queen yet
he knows nothing about me.
He knows not my history.
He knows not my aspirations.
He knows not my fears.
He knows not my concerns.
He knows not my moods.
He knows not my family.
He knows not me.
And yet.
And yet.
I continue to reign as his queen.
But does he reign as my king?
Well, this isn’t love.
Just the beginning stages of infatuation.
But could it lead to something more?
Only time will tell of our tale.
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