“My Queen”
 



The aura of her
lovely heart spreads,
effortlessly, outward ...

Her presence is
wind and calming,
Sunny days and raining—is
blissful ...

Her expressive,
soft, gait is
metaphoric of
Love ...
with greater and
greater passions ...

Strong,
as hurricane-like,
perpetual and ...
increasing, motion—per moments ...
passing ...

Hair of her,
elegantly, crowned head,
pushes up--her locks ...
whirl and rest,
swell and contract,
descend—ascend, in ...
the fervor of ocean ...
waves, and ... they crash, softly,
on me ....
 




 
Written By, Darkest Angel
(Written December 13, 2009;
October 16, 2010)


“My Queen Saves Me”




She is
the one I live for,
and love—I am
the one she has
called upon ...

Our love grows
more, and our need ...

A jig,
in my heart,
she dances--My Love ...
presses out my pains ...

Looking ...
into her eyes ...
is soft falling—is
My torn bodies rest ...
forever ....

Her warm rains
temper me, and the sun ...
sets and rises in her heart;
the clouds ... in her hearts sky,
are sensual kiss plumes;
They do not dissipate ...
in my wake ....

The scents of her
animate me—quicken,
as if wind formed ...
where, does it, come, from … this love?

Her flowering is full,
and towers high—widely,
with candy-like delight—
crystalline bliss sparks up ...
warming light ... in moons ...
Her glow is ever lucent—
it covers earths … in my dreams
It shone, so lovely … I fall, effortlessly,
asleep under trees….
It is thick and manifests like ...
peanut butter—eaten ...
Off of spoons….
 




Written By Darkest Angel
Written February 14, 2010;
October 16, 2010