DRUNKEN HEART, SOBER THOUGHTS | ✔

010| the blacksmith

I was a princess then from a faraway kingdom,

but you made me Queen.

I was a princess then, sauntering along banquet halls and dreaming,

curiously peering over castle walls with a child's eyes,

until you made me Queen.

I was a princess then, looking but not knowing what was to look for,

when my gaze landed on yours,

in an instant, a child I was and a child no more,

you taught me how to set fire to a room,

with clothes as tinder,

and the grazing of skin against skin the kindling spark,

you have always been my Queen.

I was a princess who jumped in a pit of fire and ashes,

and arose to be a precious creation,

forged by your very hands,

Queen with the golden daggers strapped on my belt,

warrior with the crown dangling over my head.