And that's what happens
when you look at passion,
at fire,
at a true queen.
One smiles and remembers
fate while forgetting caution.
One no longer fears the pyre
and all else in between.
Upon her gaze one surrenders
because she knows what you mean -
you both are no less than mistresses
of the mansion that is the world -
its very Sires.
And you cannot help but join
her and end up clean.
A knight, a mate, a soldier
when all they do is admire
her gracious verse and intuition,
remaining one who writes, conquers!
More than ever you become a force,
you get to know the beast
who deserves every feast -
your roar is loud and hoarse.
All because after what you've seen
you are one of the commanders
and what is hers is also yours.
09/02/2018
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