The QueenA Poem by Autumn's ChildI wrote this over a year ago at the end. Our whole relationship he had just a mattress on the floor. The day I drop off his things forever, he has a beautiful Queen sleigh bed with new mattresses. Figures.Your bed looked so warm and inviting like the sleigh of a Queen and it took all i had to not lower myself on her lest i become imprisoned by my refusal to rise again and so we made love for the last time on the floor next to the majestic throne you'd sleep in that night giving ourselves a memory to leave with and i swear she murmured her condolences as our breath slowed as your hold loosened as my crown was removed and i knew i'd never be wrapped in her robes that another would be crowned princess laying on the Queen underneath her prince. © 2008 Autumn's ChildReviews
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4 Reviews Added on May 8, 2008 Last Updated on May 17, 2008 AuthorAutumn's ChildPetaluma, CAAboutThe majority of this poetry is now in a book titled "Everything I Am Not Saying". Find it here ----> amzn.to/16TZB3q For more of my writing, visit crissilangwell.com Thank you for the years .. more..Writing
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