Queen
you've entered my house again
against all odds i followed aimlessly
amid my consumed desire for the sun
captured in your gaze exposing
horse's with seven heads i sighed
for ezekiel's pastoral conditions
weathered so beneath st francis's
torn soles eagerly you cringed
at the opening of yoni while exploring
ciaro's entrance abode an yet weakened
by surah's soiled stained garments of satin
revealing thy bosom catering to yusuf's
wandering soul piercing the mauve sky
breaking neptune into rapture formed
inspite hindu's mental wrath covered
in crawling grapevines upon mount olives
one would rather see madness than discover
the darkness of the moons sultry glow
tasting earths sweet nectar in a quiet realm
across rushing tides we'd meet again
crawling and clawing our way back
savages simply to be devoured
to soon beseeched by mere threads
of solidarity mirth and sweet virtue
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