Earlier in my evening, I was watching a film about the Crusades. This made me think about Kings. And I was joking with a friend how I wanted to be a king someday, but I needed a queen. We joked a few more minutes, and then I began to have some images show up in my mind. A lovely woman, who's face I did not see, but she was glowing and beautiful. I then saw the stars, and she was shining brightest. And then I saw a firm, proud tree with such appealing fruit, and my mouth watered because I wanted it so much.
Anyways, after I saw this, I had to jot down these things in words, as best I can.
A poem for my unknown love:
O’ Queen, my beautiful Queen
See how lovely you are,
Adorned with splendor and grace!
You are as lovely as Venus,
The bright morning star
Chosen as special out of the heavenly bodies
To shine brightly,
announcing the coming glorious light
And as Venus shines before the full glory is seen,
So too, my love for you, shines
Before I have even laid eyes upon your face
Before our gazes have met
I have seen the inner depths of your soul
And I love you.
I have seen you
Standing firm and proud
Bearing such luscious fruit
And I desire to taste of it
O’ Queen, my beautiful Queen
So soft and delicate
Fit only for the finest linens
And the gentlest touches.
O’ my sweetest love
I adore you
I desire you
When will Heaven reveal you?
When shall I give pursuit to your heart?
When shall I make you my wife?
When shall I crown you my Queen?
I know not when,
Yet my heart is ready
For you.
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