in preparation for her descent,

i went the extra smile..

on top of the world, with no desire

to be anywhere..

to be always in my hair,

i only hope for her..

Queen mother of my future,

brutal resistance to the inevitable

renders our passions incoherent..

recurring dreams

of ôbaby, pleaseö

and the ease of communication between

Amira and

me..

finally free to become the one

and only, as she pedestal

places the many faces of

the king..

we intermingle, and our

bodies tingle with anticipation..

only facing time to kill

time to build a new monument for the masses..

monumental occasion relaxes

all coming stress..

at best, my world will be caressed

into submission to her

highness..

blind search for justice, sometimes

crushes intermittent

moments of the foggy..

loving her to be with me,

i yearn to unlearn..

prepare for the turn of events,

inevitable, heaven sent

is the one and only

for me, the queen,

of all universes...