A servant, my Queen
Your hair waves like the ocean in a breezing day.
The attraction of your eyes,
reminds me of the stars I once wished upon for your presence.
I feel like a baby waiting for the love of a mother.
You’re the love I long to seek for.
There’s nothing more beautiful than a goddess that you are.
I feel sorry for thinking this way,
because what are the chances of a servant be married to a Queen?
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