Dedicated to sacleveland
She sits on her black throne.
So mighty yet with a mercy shown.
I listen when she speaks to me
For, like her, is how I want to be.
I'd trust her always with my life.
She know how to make me smile bright.
I wonder why she speaks to me
I'm not as great as she can be.
She, so truly inspires worlds
They way she leaves her natural curls.
She's the glue on this universe
She makes things better when I make them worse.
I can't stay mad around this beautiful beast
Who love the real and true me.
