Just like the morning sun
That birth hopes of fresh starts,
My Queen of hearts ignite the flame of love inside me.
She's a rare beauty to behold
And set every eyes that feeds on her spellbound
Her dazzling beauty is one that can bring good fortunes
To anyone who is opportune
I am entangled in her love web
Like an insect in a cobweb
And this has trapped me for enternity.
But not in vanity
She's a Queen, an embodiment of undescribable beauty
That is enough to make me relive moments of beauty.
She is the last of her kind
And I was lucky to have met her kind
The sun smile at her,
The moon is amused by her beauty
And the pregnant cloud abort at her glance.
She is my beauty And my Queen.
I was only lucky she came my way.
For the Queen I love for real, I bow.
✍️ Patrick Ekong
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