Queen Esther

Elegant steps, The gaze of a queen, Clandestine; reaching the pinnacles of great towers Whose garment I long to wrap for warmth. The smiles stands tall the heights of the Himalayas This beauty - a gaze upon the mirage, Which ponders as its piercing power undermines wits Angels set before work to carve out stool Stool meant for an eagle! This eagle is mine for I long for the queen's presence. If ye wonder why Esther be great, then I tell you why kings be born A race I'm winning; For it takes two to tango My Queen, long may you reign in my kingdom Enshrined with meekness, Such candour your presence gives For a lifetime, For eternity,. A guard of heart A gentle heart A queen's heart... I shall gladly guide