The Queen of everything

In the farthest distant lands,

beyond the oceans, and and its sands,

and past the logic it demands,

lies, a place of beauty.

And higher than the highest clouds,

and past the peaks that pierce there shrouds,

where one can stand in all its proud,

a kingdom, of beauty.

And drink from all its purist streams

and bask in all its shades of green,

their dwells within an enchanted Queen,

Queen of all its beauty,

within her crystal palace walls,

and through the grandest Dimond halls,

and dragons at her beck and call,

Her thrown, in all its beauty.

behind magenta banners drape,

with golden trimmings, ivory stakes,

upon them its crest, one white snowflake,

the symbol of all its beauty,

In her thrown, septet in hand,

she makes but one, single command,

for that of service, she demands

that can protect her beauty,

For this queen, That wants a knight,

who's sword swings true, prepared to fight!

but gentle still through haunting nights,

To watch over her heart of beauty.

Sapphire veins that edge his Armor,

His eyes stay true and never faultier,

gazing at her gentle slumber,

fixated on her beauty,

every rise and fall of chest,

He listens for her every breath,

and longs to reach out, and caress,

her face of beauty,

and in the dark, he'll fight the demons

and from there crimes his sword will free them

resolve them of the terrible dealings

for the sake of beauty

And jesters dance, and peasants feast,

and solders carry in the beast,

That defied her, and will never cease,

from challenging her beauty,

and with a single cold like gesture,

she condemns it to its ending,

through the fire, she will be sending,

her message that is for beauty,

In the farthest distant lands,

beyond the oceans, and and its sands,

and through all that challenges its stands,

a true kingdom of beauty.

Reviews

[light and ashes]

I really love this, but what exactly is the beast that challenges her?

[Kastor homes]

Thank you. To answer your question. The beast is a Nightmare. we are all beautiful in our own way. our worst enemy comes from within. the voice we hear when we are alone that tells us we are fat, old looking. The voice we should know better than to listen to.

or at least this is what I was going for when I wrote this when I first started writing.

Hope this helps,

Kastor

[light and ashes]

I really love that.