Spontaneous poetry
Theme: Love
The look in her eyes
A flicker of hope it is
To the heart of the king
Her lips are oracles of grace
Each word spoken is pain soothed
Her smile can befriend the python
Innocence adorns her
Humility bows to her in amazement
A rare blend of beauty and quietness
A quietness I’ll like her to lose with me
To share all the unfathomable treasure
She carries in her curvy vessel
With her, the world comes to a standstill
The sun loses its intensity
As the winds breathe freshness and freedom
Her name is a virtue
Which she possesses in her royal bosom
How on earth can my kingdom be without her?
Impossible! So, I call her
Her Majesty, My Queen
Restpiration 