Queen
her hair was as natural the springs
to her, it was my love I wanted to bring
she's lucky I'm a poet because if I wasn't, 2 her
I would sing
a lullaby full of twisted strings
2 me, she was as powerful as Martin Luther King
In my opinion, she's the finest livin' thing
her essence, like a Scorpio, to me, did sting
she has the look of a Goddess, which is yet 2 be seen
she's the perfect shape, reminding me of a lean
Cuisine
she Kind of reminds me of me, quiet, shy, and
hard 2 perceive
She asked me what do I remind you of?
I said a Queen
Copyright © William Cruse Jr | Year Posted 2007
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