(Thou Queen of beauty)

My Queen, my beauty
beauty among the beautiful
of all goddesses
in air, on land and in the sea
you my Queen are my soul

that glorious beauty
of the heart of a King
your lips send love tales in me
your purpled eyelashes
renews in me memories of yesterday

If beauty were consuming ashes
and feelings like river-shed
inside your beautyful temple
I shall sit worshipping your enchanting soul
O’ Queen of the eastern clouds

The Village Thinker © 2014


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