My shy king

I´ve seen so many faces
Blank ones with the snout of the pig
Friendly faces looking for sympathy
at the random pains to the world.

Have seen my own face in the mirror so many times,
my reflection in the eyes of lions, yeah, like they'd want your leftovers ...

They are burning behind you, and facing ahead of you the crowd of the enemies of the rock that holds your back, impersonal, without a face to hate them, but your smiley eyes keep loving the speedo: Freedom!!!!

We played our best cards and nobody lost the game.
On the contrary, we both won.

I'm his naughty Queen, he's my shy King. Royalty we define, no drama, respecting lifting one another.
Never letting anyone come in between us ...we are friends.

My timid King will have chocolate today sitting in his steel throne, it´s his Birthday.

,,,,and I love you Mr. B.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
Almost a year :) Patience? lol!

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Comments (5)

nonsmoker
very nice words wine
Cachuchi
From wise in process to misfit by fate: thanks for your compliment wine
IncubusBaig
Nicely written Ms. Chuchi.. tip hat

Lucky bloke that Mr. B wow
Cachuchi
Thank you very much Incu. We are both waiting for a train. A win-win peace
IncubusBaig
Win-wins are the best.. applause
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