KING/QUEEN

she spoke to me like i was a king she wasnt a begger a noble a peddler she spoke to me like she was a queen not sure what else stuck out to me she was wise confident overwhelmingly serine gorgeous eyes smile like the sun and she spoke to me like i was the one an equal of no lesser brand and thats how i remembered that she was a lady and i was, in fact, a man i guess sometimes thats what it takes to clear up any misplaced ambitions to be like the rest of these fakes a real woman showed me that i was a king and i realized i was a real man because thats what i stepped up to be