My Very Own Queen Of Hearts Poem by Mark Heathcote

So you want to kiss the sun and stars
And break a thousand lovers' hearts.
Shuffle them as if they were a deck of cards
And you were their only queen of hearts.

But it's a pleasant surprise, which sustains-
Even now my eyes, whenever I see you - alone.
It's as if the universe held all the aces
And you were made of acid rain sandstone.

So you're rude, corrosive, and even one day
Even you'll need a facelift to fix your frowning.
So the mirror says you're beautiful infectious
But wasn't it he who hid hiding,
A dishonest misdemeanor—telling yeah
The world and all the souls of the world loved you.

So you want to kiss the sun and stars
And break a thousand more lovers' hearts.
Shuffle them as if they were a deck of cards
And you were their only queen of hearts.

But baby, isn't it time, all those young men
Who lost their poor minds?
Saw through your nail polished lacquered lies,

So you're rude and corrosive, but I've
Still got time for you, baby when you're alone.
Because I'm as shallow as are you!
And of course, you are still oh so, beautiful

So shuffle our futures
Shuffle them as if they were a deck of cards
And you were my only queen of hearts
My very own queen of hearts.