My Queen Poem by william Megabit
My Queen
Tempting it is, yet a wishful thought
To vie your compassion with passion
The thought comes forth at each worth
Timely, if thy kind touch may free my mind
From these wild enchanted snares of fate
Bound by a love i could never hate
And thy kiss to break the manacles
That ceased my youth with its tentacles
To be freed and freely dream of you
A goddess!
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