Poem for a Queen
Tantalizing hair of fiery red
Lips like pomegranate
Cheekbones high and noble
Brilliant mind of mystery
Sorrows few understand
Longing desire encroaches
Calling out to thy soul
Fearfully seeking deliverance
From chains and sorrows deep
Struggling against the darkness
To find the inner light
One steps forth to guide you
Will you take his hand?
Will you affirm your inner self,
Or will you turn away?
Consider your choices wisely
For who knows what tomorrow brings?
Copyright © 2008 Cal Jennings
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