a stoic queen;
the one you only
see up close in dreams.
so rare,
& so esteem.
so powerful,
& so supreme.
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keep the mind open,
& the doors closed.
you can’t enter in
the temple of the black rose.
too much drama,
you can’t enter
til you’re composed.
yes i know,
all things that glitter
really ain’t gold.
& all the slick attempts,
the slick intent,
intricate men,
your game is tired.
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if you enter,
then you enter
at your own risk.
a stingy genie,
she may only
grant you one wish.
hard to please,
she’s seen it all,
hard to reach,
no mating call.
this is the land of no men.