My Welcome To The Queen's Ball Poem by Anthony Edmond John

A little dose of this heavy metal and my best time of all.. Those strings that kept us standing this tall.. My glorious invitation to the Queen's ball.. The quail, ink and page on this tapestraic spiritual overhaul.. Faith's confirmation and our several trips to the mall.. These lines that soar with enchanting response and your soul's ecstacy that called.. Her passionate crush against this wall.. Thye zenith's slur, dull and joy.. These orchestrations do tingle my soul as fur.. The softness of this ballerina's fall.. These lights, the crowd and the heightened applause.. The ambience of bliss that succombs to your meltiest of dances, selah.