Black Poetry : For A Queen

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She'll be dressed in the finest of gowns
The finest satin
The finest lace
Every diamond in her crown
Perfectly in place

From end to end
She'll walk on white velvet carpet
Trimmed in braided gold
She'll turn her head from side to side
Acknowledging the young
Acknowledging the old

Her crown sparkling
Her robe long and red
Flowing with the grace of her movement
Sweeping away rose pedals
Their fragrance in the air
She'll have everything
Nothing shall be spared

I stand a servant before her
She is my Queen
A Queen in every sense
A woman for all-time
A Queen for everyone to see
A woman that is mine

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