When A King Bows

He is strong he is kind I'm always the frist thing on his mind he is my king and I'm his queen the only thing that can calm his mean he's that bad boy gone great with some gangster personalities traits he places his armour at my feet not in defeat but in representation that I'm he dedicated, his piority, his safe haven... when a king bows it's not because of broken vowes, it's a promise not broken proverbs 18:22 for certain, I am his priceless jewel, his queen to her king, thank you now I know what love means.