(D. k.)
Spotless as the morning sky,
A damsel dress in black appeared wielding a magic wand.
Waving with easy of the flick of her wrist,
She scribble the most magical words in my heart.
Golden lettered, narrow less strokes.
My beating heart, lost it's pulse,
In a pause of my breath circulation.
Inscribed on my heart, were words I couldn't understand.
Written in a foreign language, even gods could not relate.
The wisest of scholars from all lands presented before me with one major cause;
Deciphering the letters inscribed in my four chambered room.
Multitude attempts,
Multiple fails.
Unable to decipher,
A summon was made,
And Forth she came.
Unveiling her face,
I understood.
Her eyes were indeed the key.
Strong, vicious, and daring.
Her knees touched the ground for no man.
She was indeed everything I wanted to be my Queen.
A Crown was only long deserving on her head.

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PoetryA Poetic series. . With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness. . *Whispers* "Not your usual poetry"