ELENA KIRMIZI NAR
MY KING
I am your queen and jealous, dear, you.
You are my king. My master, I love you!
But you have many pretty women-slaves,
You know other diffrerent stars in space.
I like your eyes, your hair, glance and face.
My soul couldn't have another, better place,
Whenever I will be - it hasn't sense:
I think of you - that's why I'm very tense.
You love yourself, my favourite Sultan -
Dramatic scene: I would like start to run
From your big eyes, but it's unreal thing:
I am your slave. And always you're my king!
Elena Kirmizi Nar - My King
© Copyright: Елена Кырмызы Нар, 2017
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