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