Royalty High

We’re running around the city, the lights flash blue and yellow and green and red. 
We stumble into a music store, the old type, with records everywhere. 
You put on The King. 
We twirl through the aisles, belting the lyrics.
We run out into the street. 
Skipping down the avenues. 
I’m in a green dress. 
I wanna bottle this feeling. 
This sweaty, delirious, pitter patter of my heart feeling 
This technicolor, fizzy champagne feeling 
I wanna be 
The king of your heart. 
Wear your love like a crown. 
Adorn myself with those ruby red kisses of yours. 


Inspired by the song "The King" by Sarah Kinsley 
 

Geri

MD

17 years old

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