My Queen

Similar, soft light


dimly across

her golden smile..


Stomach butterflies


a quiet flight..

As my mind drifts

silently down

the blood filled Nile.


A child filled


of distant days…


gone back,

as we hadn’t love

in a long while..


This piece inspired


distant fantasies

or realities

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