queen of ragged riches run
with haloed wrists
and lips -- grammar of rose
walk and sidewalks
tumble into servitude
weeds in sentiment adoring
bow as hips enchant the air
queen of jagged winking joy
eyes lined with flirting shade
pierce and pleasure
awaiting lesser glances met
tilt and sway
kiss and slay
queen -- you're home
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