Your Highness
~~~
With every retort of how I fell short
Came the tears from sad brown eyes
How was I to know, that the tears that flow
Were just a river of liquid lies
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You were quick with the blame, good at the game
Taught me to question who I was
You had to be right, had to win every fight
Compromise not what a princess does
~~~
You sat on your throne, unhappy alone
Plied your womanly wiles to find the man
Who would kneel at your feet, take a back seat
Silent partner to every plan
~~~
And what you called love, sitting high above
Were just small crumbs for a jestered fool
This was the pay for giving away
Any thoughts of sharing your rule
~~~
I cannot say you are not a Queen in some ways
But the regal ego is quite a sting
And how hard you tried to stifle my pride
But I have always known, I am a King
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
Always, a job is just a job, but a position is long lasting, and a King is still a King no matter what, but we must always know that “noblesse oblige”. Great and lovely work my friend.
On a different note, may I ask you, just a question, nothing more, but I was wondering why you do not comment any more on my postings? Not a problem, or a need, no one has to comment if they do not want to, but I was just curious since you always used to. Thank you, and all the best.
Thank you, my friend! I do not comment on as many postings, but nothing has changed in how I feel about your art or how much I cherish your friendship. I am struggling with finding time to be as attentive as I would like. I am currently writing and developing a relationship which has taken up much of my time. But know without doubt, I am still here and still support you in every way. Thank you for asking, dear friend!
Thank you so much, and I fully understand, it was just curiosity as I knew and realised nothing had changed. And yes, time is never enough for creative endeavours. I truly appreciate your support, your encouragements and I truly enjoy your work. Take good care and all the best to you my brother!
ah, but she can only step upon others for so long…
So true. Thank you, Beth!
“How was I to know, that the tears that flow were just a river of liquid lies.” Your words hit straight to the heart-I understand too well. I’m glad you’re still crowned! 💛🙏🏻💕
Thank you, dear Karla! Much love to you!
It’s my pleasure, Brad! 💕🥰🤗
I am so glad you recognize your worth! A true queen respects, supports, and defends her king. It’s kind of pointless to act all high and mighty if one isn’t going to sit next to her king, expecting to sit above him. A true power couple realizes they need each other. One does not hold more power than the other. I know not of whom you speak, but she does not deserve to be called a queen in my book.
Thank you, dearest Kristian! I have called her other things, but they are harder to rhyme….🤣😘
You’re too funny! 🤣😘
All hail the King!
Thank you, Geoff!
I look at some of my previous partners and am glad I figured it out in time. No use looking back too much, my friend. Count your blessings.
That is sound advice, my friend. Thank you!