![]() lips of the queenA Poem by m.s.earlyA smile on a cool steel breeze, Forever in the eyes of the queen. Her slow silver tongue and her lips move together Like children singing in Spring. My toes dip testing her water; The strength of her current ever reaching. Her tide is a swelling melody, And I lay crashed on her beaches. If every word was beautiful, Then every one of her. Her soft tender skin, rose petals divine, Her eyes unrelenting pierce mine.
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Added on May 20, 2014Last Updated on May 20, 2014 Author![]() m.s.earlyVAAbout"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep." -Salman Rushdie more..Writing
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