His words laced with love
His lips a doorway to an
unfaultering dimension
His eyes a staircase to a
beautiful but drenched
Soul
His eyes shine brighter than
the jewels on his crown
A crown he bestowed upon
My faulty and battered heart
He claimed me and called me queen
In his hands he held his queen's heart
So vulnerable so true
He wore it as if it was his good omen
That brought him back to sanity
