There’s something lonesome about her
The light in her eyes, the cheeks that make me sublime
The drive, her apt warrior, knows no bounds
In the making, a queen, a brilliant loner.
A wise woman, an intellectual being.
A mystery.I believe I and her will go down in history.
We’ll change mindsets, provide light to those whose life is spent in darkness. To richness, from tags.
Raise your flag and I’ll surrender
Convey to you my innermost wills, my loveliest agendas
For happiness without measure, days a bit brighter
A smile today, a laugh a little later
Come on over, let’s go light a fire, make a mess
You are mine and I’m blessed, being the one to undress, a queen .
Heart of Art 