Queen
A queen,
who quintessence should be felt
when making an entrance
leaving a distant, tactile memory
while her spirit leave a ambivalent
feeling on the mind of other queens
trying to figure out her personality
and class
A queen will never settle
her luscious taste is superior
like fine wine
the smell of her prestige fragrance
aroma lingers in the air like a tropical sea breeze
her persona is standoffish and quiescent
bring about envy of another
A queen honors her king
when the connection become rough
she doesn’t distress
she walks with her head uplifted
makes a immolation choice
go into her private surrounding
she go within intercessor prayer
for her king; family
A queen with sky high confidence
have bittersweet moments
from fellow women
her flamboyant psyche
leave a sour taste
she is often arcane by a few
many try to figure out her secrets
Copyright © Patrice Trice Jackson | Year Posted 2016
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