She flows with grace, no matter the fashion or lace; she embodies the idea of virtue. It lives inside of the blocks and pieces that build up her castle of character, for within she dwells knowing she is a Queen, meant to be cherished and adored through all realms in mind, body, and spirit, her followers wear the helm proudly representing their devotion and care, Although it may be a mental picture, she stays full of confidence yet humble, holding on to keeping her pride without holding it above others, through it all her strength comes from her wisdom. She awaits a King for her kingdom.
The music stops and the song still plays
I hear the rhythm and see the notes
as her hips continue to sway
the beat of drums runs through her feet
the melody her hips
the harmony in her eyes