Where I abide presents colossal trees

Stretching out like continents.

I am with a caravan of explorers/ artists.

Flower children adorned in green garments,

Upon it, heavy brocade

We are the kings and the queens

You have ordained us to become.

We gallop through your woodlands,

Plunge off of great bonds,

Clamber your mountains,

dream in bountiful verdant shades,

Smoke your fine leaves,

Bathe in the river of wine

And frolic under the feathers of the sun.

I sweat in Egyptian musk and lavish myself in fruits and pomes

harmonic melodies and symphonic winds breath in my ears

I read the books of the waters and the air

i sing the odes of the stars

I swim in your legion of seas

with the divine poetic creatures

The women with the eyes of sapphire and diamonds

Full Garnet lips that taste like mint and rose water.

We are thee queens

We call upon empires within you.

Your lands are ours now.

We Bathe in silk and pearls you have birthed for us

We Feast on lokum

our naked bodies like Venus

Sit upon bowing thrones,

Chanting hymns to the mother.

-Arizona