INNER ROYALTY

INNER ROYALTY

Life must stop when you enter a room

breath ceases, muscles atrophy

eyes turn to blackened powder

and drift from sockets that behold

pure radiance.

Coiffed hair, supple lips, gown drawn

from butterfly wings and supple leather.

Believe inside that none could survive

such a Grande Dame entrance as their

eyes, limbs, and breath left them.

Such imagination must be developed

when circling for the capture of a King.

Presentation of goods to be procured

within a night's one-sided passion

a Queen must always make an entrance.